The twin suns of Titan Academy glimmered through the glass dome above the training complex, scattering pale rays over the holographic field. The air hummed faintly with energy, the kind that carried both exhaustion and purpose, it was one training after another.
Two weeks remained before the return of Galactic Titan Cup, a tournament that decided which academies would continue to represent the Milky Way in the Intergalactic Championships. For Jason and his players, this wasn't just a contest. It was survival, proof that Rising Stars could still burn bright among the cosmos' elite.
Jason stood near the sideline, arms folded, watching his team scatter across the field.Their silhouettes cut sharp against the golden light, their movements sharper still.
"Alright, Titans," his voice boomed, metallic through the speakers. "No more warm-ups. This is your forge. Today, you break limits."
