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*It's a letter dedicated to someone long gone.
*Will you read it?
Yes ❤ No
❤Yes No
Hi.
It's been a while, hasn't it? Feels like just yesterday when you fell down here.
I was so confused back then. Why would an octoling from the surface fall down here?
Shell, why would they do it on purpose?
I had so many questions, and you only gave me vague answers.
Though, now that I think about it... maybe those vague answers weren't that vague after all.
You were weird like that.
...
Golly, I remember when we played 1v1 Turf Wars together in the Ruins.
We never splatted each other because, as you put it, there weren't any working respawners down here.
It was still pretty fun, though.
Mom got mad that the Ruins were covered in ink, but then you said it faded away after a match, and then it all disappeared as soon as you said it!
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I suppose I should catch you up on everything that's happened since you...well, you know.
Six more surface dwellers have fallen down here.
They all seem to have a special trait, but none of them seem as determined as you.
Still, it's funny watching them all try and get along with each other.
None of them have even left the Ruins, but my guess is that once a seventh member falls down here, they'll all head to the castle as a group and destroy the barrier once and for all.
Either that, or until they all inevitably get sick of each other.
One of the members is an octoling like you, and from what I've managed to learn, their life before falling down sounded awfully similar to the underground.
I think you'd be great friends with that one, and have tons of secret conversations in Octarian.
...Y'know, for someone without a SOUL, I'm sure feeling some emotions that require one right now.
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Anyways, I'm running out of paper to write on, so it's probably time for me to sign off.
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...I love you. And I miss you more than you could ever know.
Sincerely,
Your Best Friend