Star-Lore

Spriggan nodded slowly. "If they didn't call us, that means they didn't want the universe to know what really happened. Maybe it wasn't just destruction.

Lyra's blood ran cold.

Spriggan placed a heavy hand on BoBo's shoulder. "You have something inside you… I've never seen. Power without origin. Energy that's alive. It doesn't feel like it came from nature. It feels… older."

"Like... dinosaur older?" BoBo asked.

"Like before the stars older," Spriggan said softly. Then, shaking off the heaviness, he gave a small smile. "Just stay quiet, little Blast Bunny. And don't blow anything up."

BoBo raised a hand. "No promises!"

The crew sat in a dim corner of the Floranian ship's quiet chamber. The vines above swayed gently, casting slow-moving shadows across the mossy floor. The ship moved silently through space, but inside, something much heavier filled the air, the weight of what had just been said.

Spriggan stood tall, his leafy shoulders brushing the ceiling vines. His glowing green eyes stared at BoBo, still chewing on a glowing root-fruit, and spoke slowly.

"Tell me something," he said, voice low and heavy. "Why do you think this power… chose him?"

Sakudara tilted his head. "What do you mean 'chose'?"

Spriggan looked down, his bark-covered fingers curling. "That light… that glow that came out of his body. That was not some new energy, not a mutation, not a weapon someone built. That power… it's old. Sealed. Lost."

Lyra frowned. "Sealed? What are you talking about?"

Spriggan's voice dropped into a slow, almost sacred rhythm.

"Long ago… billions of years ago, before even the Eternity Federation, before planets formed cities, before life had names… there was a war."

Sharmitha leaned forward. Her eyes were wide. "A war?"

"Between the Gods and the Guardians," Spriggan continued. "The Guardians were from Outside our eternity. They were huge… radiant… unshakable. They didn't rule with laws, they were the laws. But they became proud. Too proud. So the Gods, the ones who whispered time into being, feared them."

Sakudara asked, slowly, "And what did the gods do?"

"They created… Power Sources. Not weapons. Not tools. Living power itself. It was not meant to be used freely. It was meant to end things." Spriggan's voice became a whisper. "They used this power to destroy the Guardians. They sealed the remnants. And then…"

He looked directly at BoBo, whose fingers were now stuck in a jelly jar.

"…they buried the power where no one could ever find it again, 'Source Planet.' "

Lyra stood frozen, her face pale. "Wait. You're saying… that thing inside BoBo is one of those?"

Spriggan didn't answer.

Sharmitha broke the silence. "But… I read something like that before. In an ancient book on Jaya. I thought it was just old myth… stories carved on ruins…"

Sakudara looked stunned. "You're saying BoBo has the same thing that destroyed the first beings in the universe?"

Spriggan gave a small, slow nod.

"Why him?" Lyra whispered.

Spriggan stepped back, his voice low and echoing with an ancient sadness. "That's the question, isn't it? Why a clueless, grinning child? Why now, after billions of years? Unless... unless something is coming."

The silence after those words felt endless.

Then…

BoBo licked jelly off his fingers. "Wait… is this story about me?"

Everyone turned.

He grinned. "I thought you guys were talking about a movie or something. I stopped listening after 'Gods'."

Lyra pinched the bridge of her nose.

Sharmitha groaned. "He's holding the power of a cosmic nuke and doesn't even understand the word 'sealed.'"

Sakudara muttered, "I need a walk."

Spriggan chuckled under his breath. "Maybe that's why the power chose him. Maybe the universe needed someone too dumb to be dangerous."

Lyra looked at BoBo. The glowing veins. The innocent grin. The unpredictable heart.

"No…" she whispered. "Or maybe it chose someone who wouldn't be used. Someone who can't be broken. Not by war, not by lies, not even by history."

BoBo raised both hands. "Yay! I win the universe!"

Everyone sighed.

But deep inside, none of them could shake Spriggan's words.

Something ancient was waking up.

And somehow, BoBo aka Blast Bunny was right in the middle of it.