This power

"Are you telling me you can wave your hand and turn any object into a living being at your whim?" If that were true, it would certainly be a power worthy of such an absurd ranking. But it seemed almost impossible if this servant was some kind of divine being.

"I don't know what you mean by living construct," Giorno said as he reached behind him, "but I can give life to any object. With just a breath, I can turn even a simple book into a living, breathing creature." He pulled a book from the shelves of Tokiomi's study, and a tree sprouted from its pages in the blink of an eye. "And anything I create is under my complete control. Does this help you understand my power?" he asked, watching as the tree's branches reached the ceiling.

"Life? That's impossible!" Tokiomi exclaimed, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Even true magic couldn't create life so easily. You can't be a divine being, so powers that allow you to defy the world's laws like this shouldn't be possible!" He shook his head, struggling to wrap his mind around this absurdity. "It's beyond anything even a heroic spirit should possess."

"Your world's rules mean nothing to me," Giorno declared, his words cutting through the air with a sharp edge. "They do not bind me and will not sway me." With a single sentence, Giorno had ultimately dismissed everything that had been said.

At that moment, Tokiomi felt that the servant standing before him was tearing apart everything he had ever known about the world. He was stunned, unable to move or speak as he watched the servant's power unfold. He had always believed that he had a firm grasp on the forces at play in the world and that nothing could ever surprise him again. He was wrong.

"Well, master," Giorno said, his voice cutting through the fog of Tokiomi's shock. "Are you convinced, or do you need to see more?"

Tokiomi's mind raced as he struggled with the fear that gripped him. The thought of witnessing more of this servant's power terrified him, but at the same time, his curiosity as a magus was starting to get the better of him. In the end, he reluctantly nodded, signaling his agreement to Giorno.

"Show me the extent of your power."

For an hour, Tokiomi watched in amazement as his servant's powers brought life into being. Frogs, rats, plants, and even a human hand materialized before him, only to return to their original forms just as quickly.

He reached out to touch a tiny white mouse conjured from one of his magical jewels, marveling at the fact that it was a living being indistinguishable from a real mouse. No, it was a real mouse. This ability surpassed true magic and reached the level of the gods. Tokiomi had expected to summon a demigod; instead, he had summoned something even more powerful and indescribable.

"This power of yours, your 'stand' as you called it…." Tokiomi placed the mouse down, and it returned to its creator, becoming a small ruby. "It's marvelous! Never in my life did I expect to see anything like this, even in the Holy Grail War!"

"This power of yours, your 'stand' as you called it... it's incredible," Tokiomi marveled, watching as the mouse transformed into a small ruby. "I never thought I'd see something like this, not even in the Holy Grail War."

As he watched Giorno unleash his formidable power, Tokiomi couldn't shake off the nagging doubt that it might not be enough to secure victory in the Holy Grail War. After all, Giorno's mundane physical abilities seemed to pale compared to his stand's formidable strength. He knew that even the most potent servants could easily fend off a pack of lesser creatures without a sweat. Would Giorno be able to hold their own against the other players in the war?

Tokiomi fell silent, deep in thought, as he considered how best to use this power in the war. But before he could fully formulate a plan, Giorno spoke up again.

"If you're wondering how this ability could be used in battle, there's one more thing you should know about my creations."

"What?!" Tokiomi exclaimed, barely able to contain his surprise and excitement. "There's more to this Noble Phantasm? I can't believe it! This must be the limit of your abilities. What else could you possibly be hiding from me?" His voice was laced with anger, but it was clear that he was dying to know the full extent of his servant's powers. What other incredible abilities did Giorno possess?

"If one of my creations is attacked," Giorno began, leaning against the study's wall and crossing his arms, "the damage it takes will be reflected on the attacker instead." He paused, then continued, "I also have another ability, although I'm not sure if it's still present in this body. It seems the Throne of Heroes has altered my powers, but I can't see why this particular ability would be lost." A hint of uncertainty flickered in his eyes as he finished speaking.

As the thought crossed his mind, Tokiomi's head swam with the endless possibilities of what this second power could be. If the first one he had demonstrated was the ability to create life itself, the potential for the dual power was genuinely limitless. Suddenly, all of Tokiomi's doubts about winning the war evaporated, replaced by fierce excitement.

"Show me this 'other power' of yours, then."

Giorno nodded and pushed himself off the wall, striding towards the door. He glanced back over his shoulder, beckoning the Magus to follow him. Tokiomi hesitated for a moment before finally allowing himself to be led out of the mansion by the golden-haired boy.

"I wouldn't be able to show you this power here, not the full extent of it anyway," Giorno said as they walked. "But I can give you a taste of what it's capable of." The anticipation in the air was palpable as they left the safety of the mansion behind, venturing out into the unknown. Whatever power Giorno possessed, it was clear that it was something to be reckoned with.

As the two men made their way deeper into the park, the trees around them seemed to close in, shielding them from prying eyes. The servant's hands clenched and unclenched as he took a fighting stance, causing Tokiomi's body to tense in alarm. Was his servant planning to betray him here and now?

Tokiomi was just about to use a command seal to take control of the situation when Giorno spoke up. "I won't attack you; you need to attack me."

"Are you crazy? Why on earth would I attack my servant?" Tokiomi asked, taken aback by request.

"Attack me, preferably with your strongest possible spell, and then see for yourself."

Tokiomi's voice was cold as he began to chant a spell, summoning his magic circuits to unleash their full power. He drew an intricate sigil in the air with his staff, aiming it at the servant who had managed to put some distance between them.

A sphere of fire erupted from his staff, the heat of the magic searing through his body. It flew towards the servant, engulfing them in flames. But then, from within the inferno, Tokiomi heard a shout that cut through the air like a knife.

"Gold Experience Requiem!"