One-Shots [Boboiboy]

Hear Me x See Me x Remember Me

There was an unhealthy obsession where Boboiboy just wants to get stronger in a short period of time. There's nothing wrong with training, but he's pushing himself to his limit's limit.

His work-out routine consisted of training eight hours a day. Waking up at at five, have breakfast and warmup until six, then start training for the rest of the day with the exception of lunch and toilet breaks. He would stop training at three in the evening, then spend the rest of the time studying. Then, he would finally rest in one in the morning, only to wake up four hours later no matter how exhausted he was.

It paid off with visible results. He was a force to be reckoned with. He stood out in team missions, spending more time to rescue his team-mates than completing the actual mission itself. Soon, he was relocated into solo-missions, lapping up every S-rank mission there was. People worshipped him. They respected him, no longer saw him as a brat.

All of this came with a price.

He barely had time for friends. His social skills were cut down. He wouldn't co-operate as much as he would before. He was too powerful for the rest of them. His body was giving out. He knew it was unhealthy, but working and training were the only ones that could help him forget the scene where he'd seen Ochobot destroyed before his eyes.

When he was sick, he ignored it. When he coughed up blood before going to bed, he took painkillers and hoped for the best. His body was racking with exhaustion and pain, screaming for a break. He ignored it.

His friends barely talked to him, because they could rarely see him outside of the training room or library or his room. He'd requested to have a single room because he needed space for the books he borrowed and a serene environment. Gopal wasn't well-known for shutting up.

There's also one more reason.

No one could see him suffer the consequences of overworking.

Days passed, and he starting to function like a zombie rather than a human being. He no longer had his sunshine-like sheen. His skin was paler than usual. His eyes lost life and light.

Sure, he'd obtained power, but in exchange, he had lost himself.

* * *

This was a huge mission. Fail, and everyone on the planet would be destroyed. It was one mission that required Boboiboy to use his full power and not hold back.

By full power, he meant it all. Every ounce of his power.

Raising his right hand, he prayed that this would turn out well. He'd never used this move in some time, and he wasn't sure whether training excessively would affect them for the better or the worse. It wasn't the time to hold back. It was between going all out, or return in failure.

He wished his friends could be here with him. It was some reassurance. But he had pushed them away. His actions had drifted them apart.

A rotating yellow emblem appeared in front of him, with seven elements spiraling. He took in a deep breath, and stepped through the gates.

Seven elemental versions of him burst out instead, all shooting out like a rocket and to their designated areas. Blaze and Quake looked more muscular. Thunderstorm looked slimmer and deadlier. They landed on each side of the army, shocking them still.

Solar obliterated the army with his Solar Eclipse attack in seconds. Thunderstorm took his part out with relative ease, using Thunder Speed and his blade effectively and fluidly. Quake created chasms and fissures in the ground to swallow the army whole. Thorn used his vines to toss the army apart and throw them into a distance. Blaze set fire everywhere and wore them out. Ice froze them and destroyed the ice, rendering them suffering severe hypothermia and suffocation. Cyclone blew them away with a single blast, dodging shots on his hoverboard.