Imagine an Earth without Humans, many millennia ago Human life was destroyed with the rising of the sea. In the years past new life had begun their rise to power, building their empire on what was left of Earths land mass. In their time, the remains of our civilization are believed to be primitive life. With the new dominant species on the planet, Inklings, thriving in their daily lives. What would happen if a human, the last remaining one, happened to stumble into their thriving civilization? A question no one thought possible, until now.

The familiar sound of seagulls, ocean waves and laughter filled the air as he laid face down in the sand. The taste of the salt assaulted his tastebuds as he tried to piece together his consciousness. Why was he at sea? Had he gone overboard on a boat? What had happened? These questions were strongly apparent in the young mans mind.

A strong headache assaulted the man once he managed to rise to his feet. Groaning, he set out to find some help, which was if he could find somebody before his fatigue got the better of him. He walked groggily towards the sounds of people talking, sounds of playing, but to him, it was a sound of help. Approaching figures on the sand, he called to them. He could hear them audibly gasp, as they rushed towards him. The adrenaline in him had burnt out. He collapsed on the spot, he looked towards the figure standing at his side, they were a blurry haze, but at least they looked human. Looked.

For a second time the man awoke, this time more comfortably, he slept in a fancy bed, he couldn't afford something like this even if he used his life savings. The surrounding room was snow white in colour, with only a heartbeat monitor and an IV drip placed conveniently next to his bed. The periodic beeping sound was the only sound in the room. It calmed him.
"Well at least I know I'm still alive." He joked to himself forcing a laugh

He suddenly became alert of frustrated yelling and movement behind the door to his room. He rose from the comfortable bed and reached for the doorhandle, but stopped himself at the last second to eavesdrop on the conversation going on behind it.

"What the heck! Why…. Human's…. supposed… extinct…." A feminine voice irritatingly said.
Humans? Extinct? What was this person talking about? Bracing himself he turned the doorhandle, and was met with a very strange sight indeed.

A slender woman stood in the middle of the room, with her amber coloured eyes locked onto him. Her fair skin shone in the rays of the golden sunlight leaking from the gap between the curtains. Her green hair was messy at the crown and continued into large twin-tails. One hanging from each side, at least they looked like twin-tails. The underside had a suction-cup like ring growing out of it. She was in a pose suggesting that she was in the middle of yawning, with a hand covering her mouth a mug of what looked like coffee in the other. She wore a white coat that looked like it was 3 sizes too big for her small frame. She was a fascinating specimen, she looked like a painting.

"Hello." She broke the lingering silence. "Are you feeling better? Can you understand me?" she said with a hint of fascination in her voice
"Hello, and yes I can understand you." He replied.

A look of surprise quickly showed up on the woman's face, she ran quickly to her desk, stationed on the other side of the room. Snatching a notepad and messily scribbling something onto it. She glanced between the notepad and him a few times observing and reporting it seems.
"Uh… are you the doctor here? Am I going to be alright?" He asked her.
"Physically, yes. You should be fine. Mentally is a different question." She replied gathering an official-looking clipboard lined with a few sheets of paper?
"Mentally? Something's wrong with me mentally?" He asked
"That depends on you. Care to answer a few questions? I may be able to diagnose if you're okay or not." She explained as she pointed to a chair next to her desk motioning him to sit.

She perched herself up atop her desk as he sat, crossing her legs and putting on a pair of glasses, she got to questioning.

"Okay first, let's begin with your name. Full name and age please."
"My name is Ethan, Ethan Stone. I'm currently 17 years old."
"Second, what year do you think it is?"
"It's 2015 right?"
"Interesting... lastly, what do you think these are?" she said as she flipped her twin-tails over, showing her rings.
"They're just fashion accessories right?"

A grim look spread across her face as she processed this information. Furrowing her brow she mulled over what she had been told.
"Am I alright doctor?" Ethan asked again
the doctor stared holes into Ethan as he sat awaiting his analysis.
"Okay, Ethan was it? I have some things to say, most of it may sound strange, but I must ask for your silence until I have finished what I'm saying. Understand?"
Ethan nodded "I understand"
The doctor sighed. "Okay, let's begin at the easiest to explain." She pointed to her rings again "these aren't fashion accessories. They're real. They're part of my body." She began
"Wait if they're- "
"I told you to be quiet! I'm trying to explain!" She pinched the bridge of her nose. Then held out her hair "Go on, touch" she beckoned.
Ethan took her hair in his hand and felt it, it didn't feel like any hair he had felt before, it had a rubbery feel to it, and it was oily like a fish.
"This isn't hair, it's a tentacle."
a shock ran through Ethan A tentacle? Is she kidding?
"I'm not lying, it really is. I'm an Inkling"
"An Inkling?" he replied with a hoarse voice
She looked annoyed at his interruption, but decided to answer his question.
"I'm not a "Human" that's for sure, in fact, humans don't exist anymore. They're extinct."
"EXTINCT!?" Ethan stood from his chair, visibly shaken.
"Yes. Extinct. For 12,000 years actually. You're the only alive human to walk the planet."
"Hold on! Then why am I still alive!? Are you saying that all of my family and friends are gone!? The entire human race, gone!?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying Ethan. I'm sorry."
Ethan sat down into his chair cradling his head in his hands. "Please tell me this is a bad dream." He said desperately
the woman placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to console him. "It's not a dream, we're trying to figure out how you got here, and if possible to send you back to your own time."
Ethan looked up into the doctors gentle amber eyes. She didn't seem like she was tricking him.
"Please do. This is too much to handle."
"We're trying" the doctor took her hand off his shoulder.
"I'm Becky, I'm going to be your best friend in this world Ethan. Welcome to Inkopolis!"