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 wind howled through the crater like a ghost mourning the fallen. 


The once-proud center of the city lay in ruin. Buildings,gone. Roads, cracked open like wounds. Ash painted the skies gray. 


Smoke curled from the broken earth as helicopters descended, slicing the silence. The insignia of The Legion glinted faintly on their hulls. 


Legion doctors and scientists in silver suits rushed out, their boots crunching over glass and dust. 


Blood on his lips. Barely breathing. His uniform torn to shreds. 


Half-buried in rubble, eyes shut, red bubbles flickering around him protectively. 


Gladiator. Bolt. Psion. Umbra. Construct. Seaman. Garden Girl. Void. 


All broken. Scattered across the battlefield like fallen chess pieces. 


The Broken Crown