Kuto’s life was filled with revulsion. He had seen the atrocities of war firsthand, and he knew that there was no way to prevent them. Even so, he continued to fight, hoping that somehow his efforts would make a difference.

One day, Kuto found himself in Tunisia. He was on the front lines of a battle against the Axis powers. The fighting was fierce, and Kuto soon found himself surrounded by enemies. He fought bravely, but he was outnumbered and outgunned. Suddenly, a bullet ripped through his chest and he fell to the ground, mortally wounded.

As he lay dying, Kuto looked up at the sky and saw a beautiful quiff haircut floating above him. It seemed like an omen – a sign that despite all the violence and death around him, there was still beauty in the world. With his last breath, Kuto smiled knowing that even in death there can be hope for peace..