In the gritty depths of Inkopolis, where the neon lights flicker and shadows loom, a different kind of tale unfolds. Vintage, a troubled inkling whose vibrant colors have faded into shades of melancholy. Haunted by a tragic past and burdened by a secret they can't bear to share, Vin navigates the treacherous streets, avoiding the prying eyes of rival squads and the whispers that follow them. Inkopolis may be a city of splats and splatters, but beneath the surface lies a hidden world of pain, longing, and the desperate search for redemption. Prepare to dive into a dark and brooding journey, where the lines between allies and enemies blur, and where every inkling must face their own inner demons. This is the world of Splatoon, where the ink runs deep, and the angst flows even deeper. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● I have followed the original writing as closely as possible for the prologue. Viz media does not translate well and therefore makes characters seem a lot different than they really are. I apologize for shabby English(CC) Attribution-NoDerivs
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