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

Troy and Eidolon were a blur of fury, their fists colliding with the soundless shockwaves of collapsing stars. The heavens themselves seemed to split open as they went blow for blow, trading strikes that could sunder planets. 


Blue and red bubbles flashed and detonated like miniature novas, spiraling into ribbons of cosmic light. 


Eidolon grunted as Troy’s elbow cracked into his ribs then twisted, grabbing Troy by the arm and hurling him downward like a comet. 


Troy slammed into the moon’s surface, sending up a geyser of lunar dust. Craters shattered. Eidolon descended like judgment, crashing down atop his brother. 


They brawled in the dust and silence, no sound, only the violent ballet of limbs and power. Troy’s rage boiled over, driven by betrayal, loss, heartbreak. 


“You’re not my brother,” he mouthed silently, striking Eidolon across the jaw. 


Moonlight Brothers