From the darkness sprouted the most beautiful seed produce that the eye cannot see. This seed produce fought hard to shine in the pitchblack, still none can see. Traveling thru the cosmos, Nebula decided to was time to be seen. Not desiring attention, he went to the concrete jungle of Oaklifornia. He learned hate. He learned love. How to fight, when to cover. Inspired by the Highest Light, it was time to depart and spread this flame across the galaxy. This is his time. This is his story. A light never to be consumed, never to dim, never to die.
Having trouble catching flames, he struggles to stretch. A gust of wind and a mixture of water is needed to produce the most beautiful forest fire eyes have never visioned.
