Earth's Fighter
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Mike Jones lived with his parents with no child since he was at birth his whole life, happy. His whole life had been a burden as he had to keep his power a secret to everyone but his true loved ones who had found him in a destroyed alien spaceship in the middle of the wasteland.
Mike thought that by his powers, he could do anything he want, but he was wrong - his real father, Jet Jour has revealed himself, and had given all his responsibility to his son Mike, originally Cos Jour.
At the same time, Boar, who had his home with nothing but ashes, had himself forced to adapt on the same planet, with vengeance towards the one who had been responsible, but at the same time, he didn't want to destroy the land the same way, because he knew he would be no different if he did.
Now Mike and Boar, together, have to fight for the sake of the people who are still alive, especially the people they cared about, even if it means sacrificing their own lives to do it!
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