Kuto’s life no. 783
Kuto had always been a bit of an outsider. He was never quite sure why, but he always felt like he didn't quite fit in with the other kids at school. Maybe it was because he was from Mayotte, or maybe it was because he had a balding head and carrot-colored hair. Either way, Kuto always felt like an outcast.
One day, Kuto's life took a turn for the worse. He woke up to find that his face was covered in shaving cuts. His once beautiful hair was gone, replaced by ugly patches of baldness. Worst of all, his tank top had turned black overnight.
Kuto's first thought was that this must be some kind of practical joke. But as he looked around his room, he realized that there were no signs of anyone else being there. There were no footprints on the floor, no trace of any other person in the room besides him.
The more Kuto thought about it, the more scared he became. What could have caused such drastic changes to his appearance? Was he cursed? Possessed? Or did something even worse happen to him while he slept?
There was only one way to find out...
One day, Kuto's life took a turn for the worse. He woke up to find that his face was covered in shaving cuts. His once beautiful hair was gone, replaced by ugly patches of baldness. Worst of all, his tank top had turned black overnight.
Kuto's first thought was that this must be some kind of practical joke. But as he looked around his room, he realized that there were no signs of anyone else being there. There were no footprints on the floor, no trace of any other person in the room besides him.
The more Kuto thought about it, the more scared he became. What could have caused such drastic changes to his appearance? Was he cursed? Possessed? Or did something even worse happen to him while he slept?
There was only one way to find out...
