Kuto’s life no. 722
Kuto awoke to the sound of gunfire. He could hear screams and shouting in the distance, and he knew that his village was under attack. He quickly grabbed his things and ran towards the safety of the forest, not knowing if he would ever see his home or family again.
As he ran, Kuto could hear bullets whizzing past him, narrowly missing him as he zig-zagged through the trees. He had no idea who was attacking them or why, but he didn't have time to think about that now. All that mattered was getting away from the violence and destruction.
Finally, he reached the safety of the forest and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. He remained there for hours, until nightfall when it was safe to move again. Kuto had no idea where he was going or what he would do next, but one thing was certain - his life would never be the same again...
As he ran, Kuto could hear bullets whizzing past him, narrowly missing him as he zig-zagged through the trees. He had no idea who was attacking them or why, but he didn't have time to think about that now. All that mattered was getting away from the violence and destruction.
Finally, he reached the safety of the forest and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath. He remained there for hours, until nightfall when it was safe to move again. Kuto had no idea where he was going or what he would do next, but one thing was certain - his life would never be the same again...
