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dogtoling · 1 year

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What can kill an Inkfish? Not splat them, kill them. Pretty sure old age is confirmed somewhere, but one else?

Lots of things, INCLUDING being splatted if the environment is hostile or otherwise unsuitable for regaining form over a long period of time. Inkfish only get splatted when their bodies are in an unstable state - which means if they've recently changed forms and their tissues haven't settled super properly yet. While their bodies are unstable, inkfish become splatted and lose composure and form if they're smacked around too much, severely wounded (the body tissues just come apart wholly instead of an actual wound opening), or hit by a big enough impact for example. This is actually pretty beneficial and surprisingly improves their safety, because squidlings for example are rarely alone, so if something that would normally damage you "just" ends up splatting you, there's usually other squids around to give you some ink to help you back up.

But i did say splatting only happens when their bodies are unstable. Now, if their bodies are stable meaning they haven't transformed recently, the aforementioned things will not cause an inkling to be splatted but rather will damage them accordingly. If you got hit by an Ultra Stamp outside of a turf war, it would probably give you a MUCH worse time than just a splat you can shrug off...

Inklings have no bones or defense structures in their bodies other than their defensive abilities of ink, beak and claws, and squid are notoriously low on the food chain. The majority of existing predator species (EVEN SOME BIRDS) just TEAR through inkling bodies with their beaks or fangs, and they don't even need to be particularly sharp or powerful for it. Inklings have great regenerative abilities and can regrow missing limbs over time no problem - their wounds close pretty fast in comparison to those of humans, and they generally recover well from such things. However, Inklings can and WILL perish from flesh wounds, badly placed wounds (the torso or head) and infections that may occur even though inklings typically have insanely good immune systems (due to their shapeshifting ability exposing them A LOT). As a result, historically, predation has been a major cause for inkfish death, though the statistics have drastically come down in recent years...

Inkfish do also die from old age. We do not have canon confirmation for how long inkfish live for. Cuttlefish and Octavio being active and spry at a measly 130+ years old heavily implies that inkfish are indeterminate growers that don't naturally die of old age - they just keep on trucking (and growing). Indeterminate growth wouldn't be a population problem with inkfish or anything - as per the previous paragraph, inkfish are low on the food chain and it was probably extremely rare to make it to "old age" before mixed species societies existed.

But honestly, nothing we've seen about inkling society implies that inkfish are indeterminate growers. To be honest, Cuttlefish and Octavio are probably ridiculously old because Splatoon is a cartoon. Just the fact that they are clearly Old means that they ARE at the tail end of their natural lifespan, which inkfish wouldn't really HAVE if they were true indeterminate growers... and Cuttlefish would also need to be drastically larger than Literally Smaller Than The Player. Old age is definitively something that inkfish die to, and I would assume their typical lifespan is around the same as a human's, if not a bit shorter due to them being cephalopods. Smaller species likely live for less time than larger ones.

Other than that, Inkfish obviously experience illnesses and ailments of different kinds and just like in every other animal out there (to my knowledge), they can lead into death if left untreated... Inkfish are definitely NOT immortal despite what they want you to think, even if it might seem as such at first glance.

#mailbox #squidthoughts #death #lots of things. starvation. awful stuff. getting Killed will Kill yo #malnourishment is a big one because not all food includes meat in a mixed species society #so some squids might forget they like. need that to live

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glassphinix · 3 years

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help girl my hands slipped and now this idea is threatening to snowball into a full au

#the walking dead game #twdg #telltale #twdg clementine #splatoon #artists on tumblr #art #my art #no but actually twdg taking place in the splatoon setting would actually change so much #GOD knows how the fuck the virus itself would work when everyone is basically a walking ink blob and also a squid #i can remember at least three instances where someone falls into water over the course of the series #i cant decide if its funnier for everyone to still use real guns despite being neon squid people #or if everyone uses turf war weapons like fucking water guns and buckets that make people explode and its still played completely straight #inklings dont seem to form proper hands and fingers until theyre 14 so idk how the hell clem would protect herself #also since shes 13 in anf i decided inkling skin grows in gradually because it looks funky #and the D on her hat WAS written in inklish and no it wasnt really worth it #AJ WOULD LITERALLY JUST BE A SQUID. TINY GUY #ah fuck i forgot the dog scar on clems arm #but that said there wouldnt even be any dogs left so whats up with that #what even happens when inklings get severely wounded like that would they just splat???#HELP GIRL IM OVERTHINBKING THIS AU IMMENSELY 🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡#internal monologue

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inklingleesquidly · 7 years

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VINNY & LEE 3: THE CAR

Lee Squidly is a good kid who rarely ever screws up or gets into trouble, but when he’s with his good friend and fellow rich squid, Vincent, things almost always go awry. See what mischief these two miscreant little nerds get into whenever they’re together!

Featuring the squids of @askvincent

Word count: 2,720

There was always something big happening in the city of Shee-Booyah and at the city’s very own Arrowana Mall there was something extraordinary. Squid Squad was releasing their brand new album before anywhere else in the world. Twelve never before heard songs could be purchased and heard by 10,000 lucky creatures before anyone else. There was just a small issue for two particular squids.

“Gyaaaaah,” Vincent Mist screamed as he raked his nails down his temples. “What are we gonna do; we’re never gonna make it to the mall in time!”

With him as ever was Lee Squidly who was confounded by his friend’s words. “Hmm, what’s there to worry about, I mean we both got preorders,” he said, being the ever-sensible one.

“Well yeah,” Vincent couldn’t help but agree.

Lee questioned, “Did you manage to get the super preorder that comes with a limited edition pennant?”

Hearing that, Vincent’s eyebrows raised and his jaw hung open. He couldn’t answer the inquiry so he quickly sought to change the subject. “Anyway,” he began, “We gotta get there as soon as the doors open, and the train doesn’t get there at the right time.”

Lee didn’t understand so he asked, “What for?”

All Vincent had to reply was, “Reasons.”

He understood even less now but he sought to go along with whatever scheme his friend was cooking up. “So if you don’t want to take the train than how are we going to get there?”

That question seemed to spark an idea in Vincent, “I got it,” he chirped, slapping his fist down upon his open palm. His face completely lit up with a laughing smile as he chuckled, “Hue hue hue, I know how we’re gonna get there!”

“Are you out of your mind,” Vincent’s mother, Coco dryly said; turning away from her neatly organized work desk to acknowledge her son. “No you can’t borrow my car,” she declared, spinning around in her chair to return to her work.

Vincent gasped; his mouth agape and his arms dropping at his sides as he whined, “But Mama, please!” All the while Lee could only give his friend the most disbelieving look. He said nothing but he knew this was a bad idea, such a bad idea.

Coco swiveled back around in her seat to question, “Are you seriously asking me this? I just got that windshield replaced after what you two blockheads did with that phone; I don’t want you within 10 feet of that car.”

Vincent continued to beg, “Come on Mama, I learned my lesson, I promise.” He clasped his hands together in a pleading gesture, “I just need it for this one thing, please, pretty please, with sugar and sprinkles on top?” He looked directly at his cynical mother with his bottom lip trembling and his eyes twinkling, “I’ll guard it with my life; I promise nothing will happen to it so please!”

The jaded mother just rolled her eyes, I hate when he gives me that look, she thought as he gave her that stare of childish begging. Normally she hadn’t any problems resisting it unlike her wife but for some odd reason—she found herself softened.

With a sigh, she submitted, “You know what, sure thing; I’ll let you borrow the car.”

“What, really,” this took both boys by surprise, even Vincent who didn’t believe his plea would actually work.

Coco restated, “Sure.”

With what, she escorted them to her car but didn’t immediately relinquish use of it to them.

“Mama, do you really need to do this,” Vincent queried, “I said I would take good care of it. I mean, Lee’s gonna be with me after all,” he gestured to his friend, who confirmed with a smile and a nod.

Much to their dismay, Coco wryly replied, “That’s what I’m afraid of,” as she circled around the shiny vehicle. She touched her hand against the body and took pictures with her smart phone; both of the exterior and the interior. Finally, she seemed to complete her inspection and returned back to them. “Well it seems like everything’s perfect,” she said, “Be sure it comes back that way,” and she deposited the ignition key into Vincent’s hand.

With their faces lighting up, Vincent cheered, “Thanks Mama,” and he excitedly stepped inside while Lee ran around to sit in the passenger’s seat.

As Vincent pressed the vehicle’s start button, wound down the driver side window, and the two secured their seatbelts, Lee said, “You won’t regret this Mrs. Mist!”

She said, “I’m sure I won’t.” Placing her hand on the open window, she summoned their attention, “But if I see a scratch, even a smudge on this car—I’LL CUT YOUR TENTACLES OFF AND HANG THEM IN MY OFFICE!” Coco raised her voice to such a terrifying volume that it made both boys rear back and break out in a cold sweat. Despite the ominous threat, she waved goodbye with her fingers and said in a startling sweet voice, “Take care, have fun kids.”

“B-bye,” both boys said, neither one losing their fearful thousand yard stare as Vincent carefully drove away.

They arrived at Arrowana Mall without a problem and even managed to get their album preorders without a problem. The music store gave out numbered tickets and let in a set number of patrons at a time to prevent the store and staff from getting mobbed. Lucky for the boys they arrived early enough that they were some of the first admitted inside.

On the ride home Lee giddily clutched his collectible pennant while they listened to Squid Squad’s newest songs. Jamming out, Lee declared, “Woohoo, this is so awesome!” He smiled from ear to ear and was so excited that he shook in his seat.

“Yeah it is,” Vincent agreed, tapping his hand on the steering wheel as he concentrated on driving. “And it’s gonna be even more awesome,” he quietly muttered. The music was so loud that Lee couldn’t hear him.

They arrived back at the apartment complex’s parking zone and as Vincent departed the car he went around it as his mother did before to inspect for damage. With his body tight and his breath caught in his throat, Vincent looked at every square inch of the vehicle. Each new step filled him with relief, “I think our tentacles are safe, the car is perfectly fine. My mom is going to—HOLY SHRIMP WHAT’S THAT?!”

In that very moment everything else in the entire world shattered like broken glass and all Vincent could see—was a tiny hairline fracture right underneath the driver’s door handle.

The sight of that scratch scared Vincent so badly that he spontaneously splatted right then and there, much to Lee’s confusion and fear. “Vinny! Vinny! Wha-what’s happening?!” He quickly gripped the hovering squid spirit of his friend and stuffed him back into the pile of clothes he left on the floor.

The poor boy retook the shape of his Inkling form only to fall backward, collapsing onto the ground. “Ahhhhh, we’re doomed; we got a scratch on my mom’s car,” he whined, shakily pointing at it.

Wanting to see for himself, Lee leaned in close to inspect the supposed damage. He stroked his chin curiously, and then picked out his glasses from his cargo pocket to attempt to get a better look. Removing them, he remarked, “I think you’re overreacting, Vinny, I don’t see any scratch.”

Vincent stood up, he took a deep breath and repeated, “Okay, okay, okay, it’s probably not a scratch, I’m just gonna try and clean it off.” He let out breaths into his bandana then rubbed the soft cloth into the spot where he saw the scratch.

His mind must’ve been playing tricks on him; it looked like the scratch got bigger. Worried now, he vigorously polished the spot, hoping with all his might that it would go away. Much to his horror it had grown even bigger; now as long as one of his fingers.

“Ohh now I see it,” Lee indicated, only exacerbating Vincent’s distress.

Slapping his forehead, Vincent turned around to grab Lee’s arms, shouting, “WE SCRATCHED UP MY MOM’S CAR, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?!”

In that moment they shared the same horrifying vision; Coco casually engaging in business in her office while both of their tentacles were displayed like trophies.

“AHHHHHHHHH,” the two boys screamed in unison; now fully grasping the severity of the situation they found themselves in.

Vincent whined, “I need my tentacles, that’s where my hands are,” he demonstrated by spontaneously shifting just his Inkling arms into wiggly squid tentacles

Trying to keep the situation under control, Lee said, “Vinny, please, calm down, we can fix this!”

“HOW,” the distraught boy nearly screamed. A thought then came to him and he said, “Wait, your mom has a bunch of car fixing tools doesn’t she?”

“Y-Yeah.”

Vincent gasped, “Well then she’s gotta have something to fix this! Go get them!”

Lee gulped and his eyes shifted from side to side, he seemed reluctant about the idea. “I- I don’t know,” he stuttered, “My mom doesn’t like me messing with her tools, if she finds out she’s gonna--.”

“PLEASE,” Vincent gasped, “It’s gotta be fixed by something!”

Lee couldn’t come up with an excuse. Begrudgingly, worriedly, he left to retrieve his mom’s tools

Despite all of the tools available to them in Janine’s sizable toolbox Vincent and Lee couldn’t figure out what to do. Some were in fact for auto repair but others, they had no idea; they still tried them though. They used water, chemicals, heat, wax, polish, and nothing worked.

Each time Vincent asked, “Did it work?”

And Lee would reply, “Nope.”

The two made a bewildering number of attempts to remove the scratch but nothing worked, forcing Vincent to yell, “NOTHING IS WORKING!”

As Vincent threw his hands down at the hopelessness of the situation, Lee tried to stay optimistic. “We can do this, I know we can,” he said, “We have the technology!” With that proclamation he unearthed his cell phone from his cargo pocket. He spoke into it, slowly, clearly instructing, “Fix scratch,” and then placed his phone against the car door.

It did nothing except fall from the door and clack against the ground. Lee whined, “Ahhh man, my screen cracked.” Vincent had no clue what his friend expected to happen, did he think his phone would magically fix it?

He decided to focus on the task again, searching through the multitude of tools, Vincent said, “There’s gotta be something in here.” One object managed to pique his curiosity so he brought it out. “What’s this,” he said, holding it in his hands.

Upon close inspection the device resembled a Killer Wail they used in Turf Wars only small enough to fit in the palm of his hand. Vincent would discover how astute of an observation that was when his finger grazed a button and a blast of deafening sound waves shot from it; striking his mother’s car. He quickly and clumsily fumbled to end it after Lee covered his ears and shouted, “AHH! SHUT IT OFF! SHUT-IT-OFF!!”

Everything went quiet for a brief second only for the boys to see the most horrifying sight. The door with the scratch suddenly and mysteriously just fell away from the car.

“WAAAAH,” they both screamed in terror again.

“Why does your mom even have that,” Vincent shrieked.

Lee’s answer was to cry, “I don’t knoh-oh-oh.”

With Lee starting to sob and wail, Vincent was left to think on his own, I can figure this out, I can get this fixed, I know I can, he thought. Before he could think of anything else his phone started to ring.

“He-hello—wait—what—no, NO—uhh—yes—yes—umm yeah, okay…” He lowered the phone from his ear and murmured, “My mom is coming down to check the car.”

Lee’s response was to cry even harder but he still scrambled along with Vincent to fix the problem as best as they could. Coco arrived on the scene and found the two standing side-by-side, facing her, with their hands behind their backs.

“Hi Mama,” Vincent greeted, a bead of sweat dripping down the curve of his cheek.

“Hi Mrs. Mist,” Lee’s lips quivered as he tried to smile.

Coco was a woman who could tell when something was awry. “You two are up to something,” she said, being someone who didn’t play games; especially with her son.

Lee chuckled nervously, “Heh-eh, no we’re not.”

“Yeah, everything’s fine with the car,” Vincent said through gritted teeth.

Placing her hands on their shoulders, Coco easily pushed them both apart. “Move aside,” she said, giving herself space to inspect her car.

Vincent pleaded, “No Mama, no, don’t look it’s a trick!” But it was too late; as if knowing exactly where to look, Coco bent down to inspect the driver side door.

“Did you two get a scratch on my door,” her voice was low but clearly audible to both nervous boys.

“We’re sorry Mama/Mrs. Mist,” they both replied in unison.

She gave it another look and turned around to ask, “And did you try to cover it up with a marker?”

Vincent turned to Lee to give him a look of incredulity as Lee shrugged with a marker that just barely matched the color of Coco’s car. “I don’t know, I thought it would work,” he grinned uncertainly.

“All right boys,” Coco stood up and turned to them with a frightening, menacing look in her eyes, “Do you know what I’m gonna do about this?”

The only thing the boys could think to do was hold onto each other for dear life—but instead Coco merely turned around and they heard some mysteriously peeling sound. She spun around and revealed she was holding a clear sticker in her hand. “There we go, no harm done. The boys babbled in confusion until Coco explained, “Yeah I put that sticker there, and its heat sensitive so when you touch it it gets bigger.” She demonstrated by vigorously rubbing the sticker between her palms and showed them how it grew in size.

Flabbergasted, Vincent voiced both of their dismay, “But why,” he wondered.

Coco answered with a laugh, “Hyu hyu, I wanted to mess with you to teach you a lesson about messing with me and my car. Now go listen to your CD or whatever it is you wanted to do.” Despite knowing what was actually going on, the two still scampered away. Coco chuckled to herself, “That’ll teach them,” and she gripped the car door’s handle.

Suddenly, the door came off the car in her hand and right before her eyes, she witnessed the other doors fall off. Right after the rest of the car split in half, leaving the interior and the frame of the car exposed.

This was unbelievable. For the briefest moment she was absolutely stunned; mouth agape, frozen from head to toe, a low, quiet noise eking out of her throat. In an instant, Coco snapped to and screamed to the heavens, “VINCENT, LEE,” but the two were long gone.

Elsewhere in a park near Flounder Heights, Vincent and Lee were hiding in a metal lined room built inside of a fake hedge. Biting his nails nervously, Lee said, “Ohh, I heard your mom; she’s real mad about what we did to her car.”

Surprisingly relaxed, Vincent reclined in the cramped room and casually munched on bagged chips. “Don’t worry I built this shelter for when this kinda thing happens; we got enough food for a whole week.”

Ever the level headed one; Lee tried to reason, “I don’t know, maybe we should just face the music.”

Just as he said that, what sounded and felt like an explosion rocked the entire bunker, even shaking the single dangling light fixture. Outside of the metal chamber, they heard a voice shouting, “WHERE IS LEE?!”

“I think your mom found out we used her tools,” Vincent indicated before crunching down on another chip.

Lee sat down and queried, “So how much food did you say we have?”

Vincent answered, “About a week, maybe ten days.”

Sitting down, Lee opened up a canister of nuts and asked, “Do you want to listen to the album again?”

#squidly stories #splatoon #fan fiction #nintendo

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agent-7-at-your-service · 7 years

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Future Plot: Project Titanomachy - Epilogue Part 2

(( Camille belongs to @inklingleesquidly

Nebula belongs to @myzzy and @agenttwo

Sapphire and Emerald belong to @son-of-joy and @twelvetailedkitsune

Agent 0 belongs to @son-of-joy

Sylver belongs to @twelvetailedkitsune

Agent 7, Telemachus, and Chaodis belong to me

Those not mentioned or used belong to @alpinesquid @a-demo-of-a-hero @askvincent / @asktheseastars @evora-flux @alphadeathsquad @splat-tendency @eiden-squid @petit-blu-inkling and others))

Camille still keeps Athena’s spear at the now-possessed Chaodis. She just wanted to go home and end her hero’s journey, but Athena’s last words were a warning she is forced to heed. And she finds herself going after Chaodis and Eris, unraveling the truths and lies about the relationship between him and the goddess Eris.

(( Background Music - Vs. Chaodis, Possessed by Chaos: https://youtu.be/bTHBn4MTwdo ))

Camille knows the trireme ship’s trying to get out of the Underworld by taking the river Styx to leave. She noticed the steering wheel maneuvering the ship has no one controlling it so she points at the wheel and strikes it with lightning. The wheel spins rapidly before breaking into pieces. The trireme ship is now heading towards a massive waterfall that leads to the deepest parts of the underworld.

Chaodis staggered, but soon regain control of his balance and charged at Camille. The threw in a few swords thrusts, some swipes, and many slashes. He occasionally used Eris’s Golden Apple of Chaos to make illusions and stacks an attack with it as a combo.

Camille uses Aegis to defend herself but knew her blue barriers would just break. So she saved Aegis for the illusions and mixed what she learned in capoeira into her combat, dodging the attacks with ease. She even managed to get on her two hands, grab the sword with her feet, and disarm him along with a kick to the face. She then backed up and delivered thrusts with Athena’s spear.

Chaodis still had Eris’s Apple of Chaos and he splits them up into 16 pieces, and he divides up into 16 duplicates. It was almost impossible to figure out who is the real Chaodis.

Camille kept her guard up and tried to dodge any swift attacks that the possessed Choadis would perform, but she fails to avoid all them. Chaodis and the duplicated were all laughing at how Camille can’t figure out who’s the real target while defending herself.

Rage was building up in Camille, so she released it by twirling her spear, raising it up, and stabbing it to the ground. This created a pulse of lighting that wiped out the duplicates and push Chaodis back. He hits a mast and collapses, the divides apple is formed back into one.

Chaodis gets back up and grabbed the apple. He gets back up and plucks another feather to make another sword, but Camille disarms him with just one lightning strike. Camille began walking towards him. Chaodis performed a few illusions, but the lightning strikes wiped them into mists that drift aside. As Camille got closer, the ships end up getting stuck in between a few rocks at the edge of the waterfall. Below the waterfall is an endless darkness.

This didn’t stop Chaodis from fighting, but Camille knew they had to get off the ship.

“Chaodis, Eris, we need to get off this ship, like right now!” Camille tried to convince them. “If you’re going to be staying with the gold and silver like this, both of you will die!”

“And so will you, because I want Chaodis to take you with us!” Eris speaking through Choadis’s voice.

“Do you realize what I’ve been through, you twisted squid!?” Camille didn’t want to argue in this situation, but she snapped. “Making me show up in a dress!? The way we were about to kiss!? Give him the stone for your needs!? I’m been through enough! You’re a twist old squid hag!?”

Eris has other things up her sleeves while possessing Chaodis. “You know Chaodis has told me of your goal, so tell me if this is twisted. Camille and her friends reignite a Hero’s flame and save Inkopolis from Leviathan.”

Eris makes Chaodis use his claws to swipe at Camille who backs up in response.

“Camille and and her friends defy false gods on the island of the Galapagos to rid it of a fabricated reality!” Eris continued.

Chaodis is told to swipe at Camille again, and she dodges.

“Don’t you remind me of those!” Camille threatened. “They’re different from what I’m going through in this!”

Yet, Eris continued: “And Camille and her friends liberate an entire empire from a corrupted republic in the name of an Emperor that fell in love with her cousin!”

Chaodis swipes at Camille one more, and Camille kicks him away.

Eris continued: “Camille...Camille! Camille! Camille! She’s a hero, but she doesn’t care about that title. Look at you... Serving Athena and Zeus, carrying the spirit of an Amazon Queen, fought Titans and horrors influenced by Typhon. But you want to know who’s behind causing all this? ME! So you can blame me for the deaths of one of your friends and your girlfriend!” She mentioned Emerald and Sapphire.

((Transition to this BGM: The Story is (not) Over: https://youtu.be/l91rfBdd5SM ))

As Eris laughs, that last sentence was going to be her last. Camille soon screams in anger and strike one more lightning at Chaodis, one that’s huge enough and strong enough to pulls Eris out of his body. The lightning was no directed at Eris and it started to turn her into ashes.

“This is for making Rhea kill Sapphire!” Camille zaps Eris again. “This is for making Chaodis manipulate Emerald and leading her to her death!” She zaps another time. “This is for putting my friends and family through all this!!” She zaps several times. “AND THIS--IS--FOR--EVERYTHING--ELSE--YOU--SQUID HAG!!!!”

Eris was soon nothing but ashes and feather. All that’s left is the Golden Apple of Chaos, her artifact. Camille retrieves it so that she can return it to the Olympic Vault. She then retrieved the Omphalos Stone from Chaodis.

((End of BGM))

Camille was breathing, trying to cool down after taking her anger on Eris.With that goddess now dead after centuries of hiding, Chaodis collapses but Camille ran over to him and helps him up.

There was still a heartbeat. Camille sigh with relief.

“....Thank you...” Chaodis replied after regaining consciousness. “........But oh how wrong I was.....”

Camille now knew Chaodis was being used, manipulated by Eris to act like son she ever had. But her evil intentions were exposed, and Chaodis is now just a lost squid.

“Chaodis... I forgive you.....” Camille holds him close, something she might do only once for someone.

“No...” Chaodis lightly pushed her away. “You may forgive me,.... but this world would say otherwise...”

“There must be a way to--” Camille was cut off a gesture made by Chaodis.

“I’m afraid you’ve done enough.” Chaodis shook his head. “It’s not like you to be concerned about me.”

“.....I understand.” Camille looks down.

“Just do one more request for me... Kill me,” Chaodis asked.

(( Background Music: My Unaccepted Apology to You: https://youtu.be/65q6H3LC46U ))

Camille didn’t want to do that; there were already enough lives lost on this journey. This squid, her racing competitor, her once new friend, her ally, her love interest, and now her enemy. Is it worth take the life of this kind of squid? Camille thought.

Her mixed up feeling pained her, having to choose between the choice of sparing the boy that loved her and offered her so much and the choice of killing the boy that manipulated her and betrayed her.

There was only a few thing to say. She held him close. “Just one more thing..... I love you...” She was close enough to use a dagger attached to her belt and stab Chaodis right in the gut.

Chaodis gasped, but soon closed his eyes and smiled. He relaxed as if the stab wound wasn’t there. He lets go of Camille and places a hand on her cheek.

“Don’t cry... we’ll meet again in this world of the next........Here’s looking at you, squid...” Chaodis said those as his last word before backing up and going overboard.

Camille runs over to rails and watched as Chaodis plunges into the deepest parts of the Underworld, an endless darkness. Soon the rocks that are preventing the ship from falling were about to break, and Camille had to escape fast, but a conscious Charon was able to row the boat away from the waterfall. The ferryman turns the ship around, realizing the errors he made and how foolish he was to take Eris’ bribe.

Once back at the Underworld piers, Camille rejoined with Nebula, Telemachus and Agent 7. Hecate was there with a few undead servants and daemons to get the golds and silver back to the seventh sector of the underworld.

There was no time to explain what happened as Camille grew silent. The only response she gave was “I’ll be fine. Let’s go home.”

The journey is finally over.

The Olympian Vault - Hephaestus's Forge, Mount Olympus, Greece - 12:00 Midnight

Agent 7, Nebula, and Telemachus were in the vault returning the Nemean Lion Cloak, Poseidon’s Trident, Triton’s Conch Shell, Hades’s Helmet, and the Key to the Underworld back on their pedestals.

Camille was still outside the vault, holding the Omphalos Stone. The Spirit Camilla and Athena appeared before her.

“What ideas are you having with the stone?” Camilla questioned.

“What does this thing do really?” Camille asked.

“It was meant to grant Eurynome’s and Ophion’s powers,” Athena explained, “I wields the powers that all the gods and goddesses possess.”

“..... This maybe so much I can do with this...” Camille then thought of Sapphire and Emerald. “But I can’t use such a thing... but for one thing. I want to use it to bring back Sapphire and Emerald.” Camille holds the Omphalos Stone out. “Eurynome! Ophion! If you can hear me, I want Sapphy and Emmy back!”

The silver stone soon flickered, and in morse code, it said: “Granted”. Then there was one flash. Camille covered her eyes for a moment and stopped when the brightness faded. She wonders if it worked.

Hephaestus came out of the vault. Athena and Camilla quickly fade away. “Miss Squidly, Athena’s Spear and Zeus’s Thunderbolt.”

“Oh...” Camille thought the stone didn’t work, so she handed the Omphalos Stone to him. “Sorry for the holdup.”

“It’s alright.” Hephaestus looked at the stone. “I’ll have Hermes return this to Mount Othrys.”

Camille enters the vault and place Athena’s spear back in her pedestal. The spear moved to point at the pedestal next to it, and it shoot lightning at it. Now there’s a lightning bolt on the pedestal of Zeus.

A cyclops enters the vault. “Hephaestus, mortals! It’s a miracle.”

The cyclops later takes them to the tomb where Sapphire’s body and Emerald’s body rests. Agent 0 and Sylver were there to visit the graves once more but were not hugging their children, Emerald and Sapphire. Camille is shocked; the Omphalos Stone did work.

When Emerald and Sapphire noticed Camille, they run up to her and Nebula. The four had a group hug, being happy that they’re reunited.

Hephaestus didn’t know how this happened, but then looked at the Omphalos Stone. He looks back at the reunited friends.

Hephaestus smiles.

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