The floating rock was cracked and smoking, a strange patch of silence in the empty space around it. Two ships lay half-buried into its side one was Sakudara and Sharmitha's old, rugged ship, held together with wires and hope. The other… was the Waffle. Shiny, newer, and now completely smashed at the nose.
Sakudara stood in front of the wreckage, his face red with rage. His fists were shaking, and blood still dripped from the cuts on his arms. He took a deep breath, looked at the broken tip of his ship… then at the Waffle… then
"WHO THE HELL TAUGHT YOU TO FLY?!" he roared, stomping over to the second ship.
The hatch of the Waffle slowly opened with a hissing sound… and out popped Boboboy's head. His hair was messy, his goggles crooked, and he was munching on a glowing snack bar like nothing ever happened.
"Whoa," BoBo said casually, looking around. "That landing was kinda bumpy. Was that a rock or a potato?"
Sakudara didn't say a word. He marched straight up to BoBo, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him off the ground.
"Do you have ANY idea what you've done?!" Sakudara shouted. "My ship! Two years of work! Two years of hiding, fighting, building AND YOU CRASH INTO ME LIKE A CHILD ON A TOY SCOOTER!"
BoBo blinked. "Uh... hi?"
Sharmitha ran up behind Sakudara. "Saku, wait! Don't kill him! He's just a kid !"
"I'm not a kid," BoBo said proudly, though his legs dangled in the air like a ragdoll. "I'm a Space Captain! I flew the Waffle, you saw that?"
"You CRASHED the Waffle!" Sakudara growled.
"I mean… yeah. But I made it fly! That counts, right?" BoBo grinned, his head bobbing side to side. "Also, you didn't exactly put out a traffic sign, so.."
"WHAT?!"
Just then, Lyra dropped down from the Waffle's side, landing gracefully. She pulled Sakudara's arm away, her voice firm. "Let him go."
Sakudara hesitated, then dropped BoBo, who landed on his feet with a goofy bounce.
"You think you're the only ones who've been through pain?" Lyra snapped, brushing her white hair from her face. "We've been hunted. Chased. Almost killed. We had no choice but to run!"
Sharmitha stepped forward, her eyes sharp. "You had no choice? We lived in hell for two years. In mud. With monsters. Every night we thought it would be our last. I built this ship with burned fingers and half-broken parts."
"We've lost friends," Lyra said coldly. "We lost home. We lost everything."
Sharmitha took a step closer. "So did we."
For a moment, the four of them just stood there faces angry, tired, and full of old pain. The air between them was heavy like a storm waiting to break.
Then BoBo raised his hand.
"Umm… I also lost my… lunch earlier. We hit a space bug. Pretty gross."
Everyone turned to stare at him.
"…Just saying," he shrugged.
Sakudara let out a deep sigh, turned around, and sat down hard on a rock. "I'm gonna lose my mind."
Lyra rolled her eyes and sat next to him, crossing her arms. Sharmitha sat down too, holding her knees. The silence returned, broken only by the sound of BoBo making spaceship noises with his mouth while pretending to pilot an invisible ship around them.
And somehow… despite all the shouting, and crashing, and pain…
They were together now.
On a floating rock in the middle of nowhere.
A low growl echoed across the floating rock.
Everyone turned—eyes wide—as a monstrous figure suddenly burst out from the broken rear of Sakudara's wrecked ship. Its skin was dark, pulsing with red veins, and its arms were long and sharp like jagged knives. It had been hiding all along… waiting for the right moment.
It roared and leapt forward, grabbing BoBo by the neck with its claws and dragging him back with shocking speed.
"BOBO!!!" Lyra screamed, already sprinting toward the broken Waffle, diving inside to grab her weaponoid. "I'm gonna blast that thing to HELL—!"
Sakudara stood up, fists clenched, while Sharmitha gasped, frozen in fear. "No… no, not now…!"
But BoBo?
He just blinked, dangling in the monster's grip like a confused kitten.
"Uhh… whoa… bro, ever heard of personal space?" he mumbled.
The monster growled louder and bit into BoBo's shoulder, its razor teeth digging in deep. BoBo's face twitched for a second — a wince of pain…
Then suddenly—
BBOOOMM!!
A shockwave burst out from BoBo's body.
A blinding blue light flashed across the entire floating rock.
Everyone was thrown back. A thick fog covered the entire place. The air buzzed with strange energy, like thunder was trapped inside the clouds.
Silence.
Then footsteps.
Soft, slow, glowing footsteps.
Through the mist, a shape walked forward… calm… and glowing.
It was BoBo.
Shirtless. The front of his clothes torn from the blast. His chest shimmered with bright blue light, like a star burning from within. His skin pulsed faintly, and the glowing veins across his arms and neck looked like cracks of lightning dancing beneath the skin. His eyes were half-lazy, half-glowing. He was still chewing something… probably his snack bar.
"Uhhh… did something explode?" BoBo said, casually brushing smoke off his arm. "Also, my shirt's gone. I liked that shirt…"
Sakudara's jaw dropped. "Wh… what the hell are you?!"
Sharmitha stepped back in fear. "His chest… it's glowing! He's—he's not using a weaponoid or a beast seed…"
She looked around, confused. "No... This isn't possible. Power doesn't just come from your body like that... right?"
Everyone in this galaxy knew there were only two ways to gain power
Weaponoids — mysterious weapons scattered through space, buried, lost, or hidden. Each one with strange, unique abilities.
Beast Seeds — grown from where powerful beasts had died. If someone ate the seed, they gained the beast's power… but at a terrible risk. If they lost control, they could become full beast — mindless, dangerous, and never human again.
But this?
This was neither.
BoBo… wasn't using power.
He was the power.
From the smoke behind him, the monster's body lay in two pieces, completely sliced by energy. Yet BoBo didn't even have a weapon. No blade. No cannon. Just glowing veins and a confused smile.
Lyra stepped out of the Waffle, holding her weaponoid but she paused when she saw him.
She lowered her weapon, eyes wide with quiet fear and understanding.
"…It's the Power Source," she whispered.
Sakudara turned to her, his voice sharp. "What did you say?"
Lyra didn't answer. She stared at BoBo, almost like she was seeing a ghost.
Meanwhile, BoBo walked up, still shirtless, glowing like a walking energy battery, and said with a grin:
"Hey... so like... can I get another shirt? Also, why are you guys looking at me like I turned into a jellyfish?"
No one spoke.
Even the wind went still.
Something inside all of them had shifted.
Sakudara clenched his fists. He wasn't sure what just happened… but one thing was certain:
BoBo was no ordinary boy.