A story in the mind of a boy who longed for space. A space of emptiness where countless stars shine. People called it space. Among them, there was one shooting star that shone brightly. It was not a star, but a special unit organized to protect the earth. Clad in state-of-the-art combat uniforms, they ran around in all directions in space. His movements are as lightning-fast as a thunderbolt. No one can touch him and he leaves no sound behind. " I'm model T-91202. accomplish a mission "