Kuto’s life no. 813

Kuto's life was filled with grief. He had lost his family in a fire when he was younger and since then, he had been living on his own. Kuto never stayed in one place for too long, always moving from one country to another. He had no home, no friends and no family. The only thing that Kuto had was his job as a mercenary.

Kuto never thought about the future or what he wanted to do with his life. He just kept moving forward, day by day. His work as a mercenary was all he knew how to do and it was all he cared about. It wasn't until recently that Kuto began to question his lifestyle choices.

He was currently in Azerbaijan, working for a wealthy businessman who wanted him to take out a rival business owner. It wasn't the first time Kuto had been hired to kill someone but this time, something felt different."Why am I doing this?""he thought to himself as he looked at the target through the scope of his rifle."I'm not even being paid that much."

It wasn't just the money that bothered him though; it was also the fact that killing innocent people didn't seem right anymore."What kind of person have I become?""he thought as tears welled up in his eyes."I'm nothing but a murderer." Just then, kuto heard footsteps behind him and someone grabbed onto his arm tightly,"Don't move."" saida gruff voice .