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 sun rose over a world transformed. 


Earth had become a planet on edge but not with fear. With focus. With discipline. Across continents, training centers pulsed with new energy, and in orbit, Earth’s first interstellar cruiser neared completion. Cities gleamed with reinforced towers, patrol drones, and new hero academies funded by a united council of nations. 


But in the mountains of New Argentum, where air ran clean and skies blazed blue, the sharpest edge of Earth’s blade was being forged. 


Here stood The Crucible, Starman’s personal training facility. 


It was part dojo, part battlefield, part alien-tech marvel. Holographic terrain reconfigured at will. Artificial gravity fields twisted physics for combat simulation. Ancient statues from a hundred cultures lined the entrance path, heroes of myth and memory. 


And in the middle of it all, Starman stood unmoving as the morning wind stirred his black cape. 


Morning Drills and Late Lessons