The Octarians were able to slaughter the Inklings effectively with help from the Octoweapons, and the fact that the Inklings were unable to wake up early enough in the morning to defend themselves. The Inklings were no match for the Octarians' heavy machinery. All hope for the Inklings seemed lost, until one of the Octoweapons had their plug carelessly removed from its socket. The Inklings took this opportunity to push the Octarians back with all they had. The war raged on for months, until finally, the Inklings emerged victorious. The Octarians were most likely banished to Octo Valley and the Inklings took refuge in the remaining land. Years later, the Octarians had started to face energy problems. They decided to steal the Zapfish, electric catfish that the Inklings are in possession of.
He had already started to leave his house for a few rounds of Turf War when he heard that Agent 4 had already started pursuing the Great Zapfish and destroying any Octolings who tried to stop him. "Hah, serves them right. Stealing our electricity for what, DJing!?" He quietly said to himself. But, at the same time, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the news host Marina. Having to listen to her own kind get murdered and talk about it on television couldn't be comfortable. He started to walk towards the lobby to que for Turf War. "Hey, buddy. How's it going?" He heard from a familiar voice. "Oh, not much, you?" His friend Hayata had stepped up to greet him. Just then, as that happened, a limp body, barely breathing, crawled from the gate to Octoville. "No… it..can't be.."