KeKe’s Bizzare Adventure Summery

Sexual behavior is regulated by both subcortical structures, such as the hypothalamus, brainstem, and spinal cord, and several cortical brain areas acting as an orchestra to finely adjust this primitive, complex, and versatile behavior.

Aswell in the brain, right side of our cerebral hemisphere is involved with creativity and artistic ability’s.

When both are combine it forms a hyperactive non-deadly Tumor which causes a symptom

of chronic condition called Bootithelioma, the inability to resist your artistic impulse when aroused to the nanometer.

Keke, the fictional embodiment of artist kidnikee, experience this chronic condition, while managing his daily day life. Although he is totally normal, and you wouldn’t even notice he’s bothered by it, KeKe goes every day having inner battles trying to control his chronic impulses.

KeKe’s bizzare adventure is a fictional story about the Daly life of KeKe (kidnikee) being an average creator, battling his inner impulse. This issue is a wide range of series ranging from a short story, erotic mangas, battle manga, fan art and more. In this issue, we will be focused on the short story.

While visiting his usual coffee shop with friends, KeKe tells his friends about his last night bizzare experience. While returning home from his daily life, he did his chores, worked out, washed up, ate food, and watch some anime. After finishing all of that, he then went to his art desk and started to draw like he normally do. After finishing his sketch of an anime scene, he with on twitter where he searched the thread for entertainment. What he found was the typical: Memes, random ads, videos, butts, boobs, the usual. After deciding to continue his work, he noticed something; on his paper, was no longe the sketch of his anime, but a single butt he just seen on twitter. Shocked, and distraught, he flipped his page to redrew some more anime. After repent the same mistake again and again, he caught a pattern, but after a panic, he’s surprised, by a knock at the door; but when he walks at the door, he doesn’t see a thing; but little did he know, whatever was at the door, was already in his house the whole time...