Jorney begins and juro's anger...

While juro was pondering, unknown to him, the whole world was left terrified after kurumas rawr.

People with weak minds and bodies fainted while ones with stronger foundation were left sweating barely able to stand up straight.

January 1st 1888, Juro and Fou set off on there new adventure in the bizarre world of Jojo.

Random forest in England

It had been a Day since juro and Fou had left the cave that they called home for 15 years. Tho juro thought it was finally time to explore the outside world he would make sure to come back.

Right now juro had no clue what year it was. what he did know was that the world he was in was similar to his earth with all of its history.

Of course minus the magic, Hamon, vampires, zombies and pillar men, everything was basically the same.

Juro walked for a few hours and decided to take rest as it was turning dark soon. Finding the biggest and thickest tree branch he lays on it while leaning against the tree.

Fou who was being lazy slept in juro's clothes the whole day and this time was no exception.

The next day juro woke up early and leapt down from the tree to start his treck again but when he landed he had heard a weird sound.

Not one of braches shaping but of paper scrunching. Looking down he sees a ripped up newspaper. Tho damaged it was still readable. Looking at the front it was surprisingly written in English with an old style of handwriting.

Juro" The papers called the Financial Times. where have I...oh ye it was the new international publishing news firm owned by Japanese company Nikkei Inc, headquartered in London, with a special emphasis on business and economic news?

The paper was founded in 1888 by James Sheridan and Horatio Bottomley and merged in 1945 with its closest rival, the financial news, which had been founded in 1884.

But since its still named time, I'm probably in the year 1888.

Mhhh this is also the year that the notorious jack the ripper appears and starts killing women.

Jack the Ripper was an unidentified Serial killer active in the largely impoverished areas in and around the Whitechapel district of London in 1888. In both the criminal case files and contemporary journalistic accounts, the killer was called the Whitechapel Murderer and Leather Apron.

Attacks ascribed to Jack the Ripper typically involved female prostitutes who lived and worked in the slums of the East end of London whose throats were cut prior to abdominal mutilations. 

Anyway, at least I know what year it is and where I am. So the first step would be to go to London and find a steamship to America. Easy enough I just have to find a village first.

Hey Fou, can you smell anyone within a 50-mile radius."

Fou" Fooooou, fou, fou." Fou Nods excitedly as he sniffed the air and pointed with his paw to the south-east direction.

Always trusting his partner juro started his journey but this time with a clear goal in mind. He tracked for two days before finally getting sight of the first human person beside him. Tho looking at his appearance and clothing he would probably scare the poor fellow. So juro used one of his extra perks he got from the god.

A deck of 53 cards including the jocker which range from useful to not needed. The jocker card has a unique ability to disguise the user into anything they desire.

Juro was actually happy as he could use these with Hamon or say it was his stand ability as it would be overkill to summon kuruma as it could draw attention he really didn't need until he discovered more about the world and its social norms.

Using the card juro's now handsome face turned average with scruffy blonde hair and brown cloths with a long brown trench coat.

Ready he approached the person who looked like he was trying to carry a heavy bucket of water from the river.

Juro" Yooo." Frightened by the sudden greeting that came out of nowhere. The man panicked and almost dropped his bucket if it wasn't for juro chaching it on time.

Juro" Wow, that was a close one. Sorry for scaring you. I wanted some directions and I saw you, so I thought I could ask you. Oh, I haven't introduced my self yet have I. The names Juro, Juro Edwards." Juro says while bringing out his hand to shake the other.

The man also grabs juro's hand and introduces himself, While also answering juro's question with a smile. They converse for another hour before going there separate ways but not before the man warned me about the possible danger ahead.

And as juro walks away, he can't help but find that mans name a little familiar. William McGregor...William McGregor...William McGregor that's it it's him.

William McGregor born 13 April 1846 – 20 December 1911 was a Scottish football association administrator in the Now Victorian Era who is regarded as the founder of the football league, the first organised association football league in the world.

I wonder why he's here in this backwater village. well, I guess it's not the same earth, so historical people might not be the same as my old earth.

Juro" Anyway William said that there's an in I can rest at about a 5 km straight. After that, I can buy a horse or Ride a carriage straight to London with a few pit stops on the way. That will take me about 2 weeks.

Not including the weather conditions, Horse brakes so they can rest so they don't get injured possibly further delaying the journey. But let's think about those things later. For now, let's find that inn."

So for the next 30 mins, juro walked the path told until he saw a decent sized building on the horizon. It took 10 minutes to arrive and once he did all that greeted his entry was silence. Not that his entrance was ignored on purpose it was only everyone in the building were just staring at the corner of the inn. There a man who had long messy blonde hair was beating a woman who was already dead on the floor.

Chad" Hahaha take that, you bitch. You think you're the shit. Haha, you should have just been a good doggy and beg for my dick."

Everyone in the bar was just watching the situation. In fact, they were smiling with the man who was beating a woman already dead.

What was worse was that the man started pissing on her body.

Juro didn't know when but seeing that scene reminded him of something similar that happened in his past life.

He didn't know when?

He didn't know how?

He didn't know why?

But before he knew it he had already Grabed the man's Little Dicklet and crushed it in his hands turning it into paste. He then shoved the residue down the man's throght and said in a cold tone.

Juro" If you like it so much what don't you suck it yourself."

Chad" Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyy ahhh."

Random person" what the." The people in the inn who were smiling, and lustfully looking at the corpse of the woman didn't even know what had happened before they heard...

Juro" MUSABORI KUU...KURUMA!!!!!

One week later news spread that a local gang disappeared overnight, including the leader.