Can you sense the shadow standing right behind you? I am not what I appear to be; and were you to glimpse my true self, your very soul would tremble. Kuku! It is not merely a name; it is the cacophony of screams buried deep within the darkness. She doubts her own memories and is terrified by the bloodstains clinging to her hands. Corpses are piling up in the city streets, and etched upon every cold body is a bloody number. Number One, Number Two, Number Three! And echoing through every murder, only one name resounds-Kuku! Is she an innocent victim, or is she the devil herself-dismembering her own identity piece by piece? This is a tale where the truth is far more bitter and terrifying than death itself. Do you have the courage to confront the chilling truth of Kuku-a truth she herself desperately seeks to conceal?