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

Xeno looked at Starman with a evil smirk and pride. 


"It doesn't matter if you save your granddaughter your world is burning, my soldiers dropped..." 


Starman held out his hand in a fist and began opening it slowly and from it fell dog chains of his Xyphorite Soldiers. 


The pride and smirk faded from Xeno's face with each dog tag hitting the ground. 


Jace’s voice crackled in Starman’s ear, calm but urgent. 


“You have to get him off Earth. Now. He’s bleeding power into the planet, he’ll crack it open if this keeps up.” 


Xeno raised his gauntlet, snarling, but it was too late. 


With a boom that shredded the clouds, they vanished. 


Stars bent and blurred past them. Galaxies smeared like paint across a canvas of void. They stopped only when they reached the black edge of the galaxy, where the light ran thin and the cold had teeth. 


Crown of Ashes