Stories
At a young age, all Aki knows of storytelling is the stories of past and present, of fiction and reality. Stories to teach a lesson, or to let one's mind wander.
Stories that kept him accompany.
The tales accompanying the textbooks.
But as he got lost in duty, in textbooks and exercises and work and study, he lost the magic of stories.
Until now, as he looks to a new page of his life at Inkopolis,
As now he understands his cousin, why the camera accompanies him, why his room now decorated with art and color.
As now he can hear the tunes rings through the little house he now lives in, and the sing-song voice from the inkling next door.
As he starts and ends his day with meals and drinks, delicious and beautiful. To always return after a tiring day to pastries and drinks, beautifully made everytime.
He has found what he lost. And learn to live with both duty, and still with enjoying stories. Through life.
For stories is not just magical fantasy, or lesson taught through tales. Stories can be part of your daily life, of the world around you.
Your life can be a tale, if you know where to look.
And as his family of storytellers taught him, you can tell stories in your own ways. As long as you're willing to.
