Kuto was walking down the street when he saw a balding man with dark brown hair and round black sunglasses. He was wearing a grey hoodie and had a shaved face. Kuto thought to himself, “That man looks so satisfied with life.”

But then, in an instant, Kuto’s perception of the man changed. The man’s eyes seemed to grow cold and lifeless, and his smile turned into a sinister sneer. Kuto felt a chill run down his spine as he realized that this man was not what he appeared to be.

As Kuto walked closer to the man, he could see that his skin was pale and sickly looking. And when the man spoke, his voice sounded like it was coming from beyond the grave. “Hello, Kuto,” the man said in a raspy voice. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

Kuto knew instantly that this wasn’t just any ordinary person; this was something evil incarnate. He tried to run away but it was as if some invisible force were holding him back. He struggled against it but it was futile; he couldn’t move no matter how hard he tried.

The demonic being approached him slowly, savoring every moment of terror that its victim felt before claiming their soul forevermore…