Christopia1984

Beneath the icy remains of what was once Mount Fuji, a team of Inkling scientists huddled around a strange metallic relic embedded deep in the permafrost. The capsule, sleek and strangely well-preserved, emitted faint readings of life signs. Dr. Korra Wavetail, lead biogeneticist of the New Cephalon Archaeological Division, adjusted her goggles. “This isn’t just any relic. This predates the Mollusk Reclamation. We’re talking 12,000 years.” An assistant, a young Octoling named Yeno, stepped forward, wiping frost from a screen on the capsule. “There’s something... someone inside.” The capsule hissed. Gears long frozen groaned and clicked. The glass canopy slowly retracted, revealing a slumbering figure inside — a human boy, seemingly no older than sixteen. His name, etched on a metal tag around his neck, read: Neturu Iyazaki. Blinding lights seared into Neturu’s eyes. He groaned as he stirred, awakening in a sterile hospital room. The walls were metallic and smooth, with