A day once happy, then mysterious and confused, then forced into action and bravery, or was it ignorance? Y/n was living håppïly at his home, then taken away through a vague, misty portal, taken to the land of Inklings and Octolings, Splatoon. But, something . . . different is there with him, not a regular boss, a system of them.
(First ever story, the beginning is not my best work, so, please, be aware of that.)
After a long, long time of thinking and working on this, I have realized that I need to redo pretty much everything if I want it to make sense. So, this story is now discontinued, but I may redo it with new details and ideas to make this story a bit better in the future. Only time will tell. Thank
you for reading, it was a blast.
I love him. I know it, and I cannot hide my feelings anymore. But I cannot either tell him.
Not because he's cool, not because he didn't notice to me, not because he considers me as his best friend. But because he'll never love me.
Because I'm an Octoling. An Inkling in a skin of Octoling.
This is a fanfiction. Rights to Nintendo.