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

The room pulsed with energy, holographic screens spinning slowly above the massive round table. Legion members filled their designated seats, Seaman stoic, Bolt grinning while tinkering with his gauntlet, Construct quietly humming a tune, and Void silent in the shadows, her fingers twitching. Mr Mars sitting expressionless as always. 


Starman stood at the head, arms crossed, cape gently brushing the floor like silk thunder. The atmosphere thickened as his voice filled the chamber. 


“I’ve located a hidden lab,” he said. 


“A Syndicate cell. Bioengineering humans. Their goal?” A screen blinked to life, displaying grainy footage, twisted bodies in containment pods, screaming. “Creating humans as powerful as me.” 


Gasps echoed. Even Void’s eyes widened. 


“They’ve succeeded once,” Starman continued. “A subject classified as Eidolon. He escaped. Level SSS. The lab’s still active.” 


The Blade and the Bubble