Prologue: Adams story

My name is Adam, M, 18 and I live in a wealthy building of Inkopolis Square near their battle lobby for them to earn money either for food, clothes or weapons. I hide within the walls of the building and even though I have my fair shares of close encounters with inklings, they never seem to see me even from plain sight since I have a lot of dust on me for most of the time, its not common for me to take baths now and then since I use the water for drinking. I never have a problem with food sometimes but unless I can't find any food with the current inkling I stay with then I have to go out somewhere else to find food, I'm very fast when it comes to borrowing food from inklings. I've been learning about inklings and octolings, but in peculiar I would study the inkling I stayed with for most of my time. I'm use to learning/talking inkling language until I get better at octoling language since I was not well experienced with octolings yet. My house was set up really nice in my opinion since my parents aren't with me anymore after their last borrowing when I was 13. I've been careful of inklings ever since and now I have a new species to be careful for a while till I know what they fully do, like inklings.

I usually stay in my home unless I need something from the inkling I stay with or outside of the building. I've noticed that a new species came around 3 months ago and I've been learning about them whenever I get the chance to do so with most of my equipment in my home. Learning a new language isn't hard but trying to do so in 3 months is a fair time to learn about another species. I don't like talking to anyone ever since I turned 16, even if I see my own kind. I plan to move somewhere else to have a sense of adventure of my own for a change then being here in a building that might find me one day without being careful enough.

After the inkling that was staying in the room left to go live some where else, I was kind of scared that I might have to move a little early then I was planning, until I gathered enough supplies I would have left during that time but after not finding the correct supplies for a week, I thought I might have to leave with what I had on my now low food supply. As I was lying down on my bed trying to figure out what I have to do now with the wrong equipment and low food supply at my house, I thought I just heard the faint sound of a door opening with an octoling that sounded happy about his new place. I guess I have to take my ideas on hold for a little bit for now until I study the octolings schedule, food menu, and relationships with friends and family.