CO2_GHOUL

At Nightingale Academy, where heroes are forged based on the destructive power of their abilities, Troy stands at the bottom of the hierarchy. His gift? Bubbles, harmless, fragile, and utterly unremarkable in a world where strength defines worth. Mocked by peers and ignored by the system, he struggles to prove that power isn’t just about destruction.

But when a single night shatters his perception of what it means to be a hero, Troy is forced to confront the dark truth behind the heroes he once admired. In a world where justice is painted in shades of gray, he must carve his own path, one where power is redefined, and saving lives means more than just winning battles.

Even if it means standing alone.

Bubble Boy

He didn’t look at Starman. He didn’t acknowledge him. Annie was at his side, her fingers gripping his arm like she was afraid he’d disappear. 


The battlefield was silent, save for the crunch of debris beneath Troy’s feet. 


Starman watched him leave, hovering just above the ground, arms crossed. The ghost of a smirk tugged at his lips. 


But not everyone shared his amusement. 


A sudden rush of wind. A scream of rage. 


Blistering speed carried him forward, his body flickering as he broke through the sound barrier. His eyes were wild, his mouth twisted in fury. 


Faster than thought, Starman dropped from the sky. His movement was effortless, his body a blur. 


Orion never even realized what had happened. 


One moment, he was lunging at Troy’s back. 


The Son of Starman