Part 6. Beginnings of the Golden Wind.

It was already the end of 2000, which meant that there would soon be a plot of the "Golden Wind". The most difficult moment was that I did not know the exact date when the plot began, or at least at least some specific point in time, and the most dangerous thing was that the entire plot of the fifth part was placed in a few days, about a week. And if I can find Giorno when I arrive in Italy with the help of the connection of the whole Joestar family, which was shown in the sixth part, when everyone who walked with the star felt each other, but somehow selectively, then I cannot find a certain period of time, or even remember. Well, okay, these are the problems of the future me.

All night, the windows were beaten with incessant rains, and as a result, when I went out for a jog in the morning, the Giorno weather was cloudy, which did not allow me to see not a drop of blue sky and even the sun could not pass through this blanket of gray dark clouds, and there were puddles on almost everyone step and were not allowed to take a normal step. And only with sheer determination I went outside for a run today, and the correct breathing that filled my body with hamon did not allow me to freeze.

Jumping like a hare through every puddle, I somehow got to the park and inserted headphones into my ears that were connected to an SDAT player, which was too much like the one that Shinji Ikari had throughout the entire plot, and although I don't really like this character and not even because of his character or behavior, here you can even understand him and I think this played a significant part that his brains were not in place, but because he was a rag, in my past life I was not, of course so many brave guys in childhood, but not so much, but this player was very good, although Shinji's brains were also connected with it. It was given to me by my mother for my last birthday, and of course I am not very versed in music or in groups of that time, and I also did not understand all this in my time, but having bought a couple of cassettes, after which the training became easier, like spending time when there was nothing to do. When the first notes from music I didn't understand played in my headphones, my legs carried me forward, ignoring the puddles, because of which my feet got wet after almost a couple of meters, but did not cause at least some discomfort due to hamon.

While running another lap in the park, my hand accidentally touched a stone, which is jolly on the front of my thigh as a decoration. He was tied with a silver chain to a belt that allowed him to dangle from side to side. I, of course, tried to make at least some kind of weapon out of him, but the only thing he was capable of was reflecting the ham and making vampires a perfect creature. I even wanted to let him eat [Scary Monsters] with a complete transformation, maybe after that he could acquire atomic breath like Godzilla, but I thought it would be nonsense and was ashamed to do something like that with him. Therefore, the only thing that came to my mind to do it with him was to make a decoration out of him. And I must say that it looked quite stylish because of what he, from the moment he came to me, I never parted with him.

Having stepped on another puddle, which sprayed me almost everything, I noticed that ripples began to appear on some puddles due to drops falling in them. This meant that the rain began to accumulate again. Having reached the entrance to the park, I left it and ran towards the Duma, no longer paying attention to the puddles.

***

Now was my birthday, or rather, it had already passed and it was already the evening of that day. As always, it would be more accurate to say for the second time Lisa Liza came to my mother and me and celebrated it with us. Everything was the same as last time, I just received a bunch of congratulations from two women and it's worth noting that all the girls in my class gave me a bunch of cards with hearts and congratulations, and how strange it was for me this bunch included several cards from boys but just congratulations and no hearts. Despite the fact that my heart was as dark as night and not a drop of light got there, all these postcards were placed in the far corner of my closet, which no one knew about, well, as a last resort, I hoped for it.

Then we stuffed our stomachs with food that my mother cooked and brought Lisa Lisa and even in order not to offend any of them I called on [Scary Monsters] to eat most of the food, which almost exploded, but he earned a couple of suspicious and at the same time grateful glances. After that, the women decided to drink what "children are not supposed to" and drank a couple of bottles of wine, but this time Lisa Lisa was at least able to reach her own house, well, I hope so, and her mother did not fall asleep in the same place, but quite cheerfully felt myself. Trained similarly.

Mother. All day she walked with some kind of twitching because of which she even cut her finger with a knife, and often in her gaze was visible sadness, which almost immediately changed her resolve, but, however, all these moments disappeared after the first glass of wine, and under the end, when this little party ended, her gaze did not leave the determination. I also want to note one of the strangest moments was that she still did not give me my gift. I, of course, did not really need him, and I certainly would not be offended by the fact that they would not give him to me, but the very fact that a woman who immediately looked at me rushed to hug me and give a gift almost in a day there is nothing for me she gave me, also Lisa Lisa gave me a gift that I had not yet opened and it was just lying on the table.

There was a soft knock on the room, and almost immediately after the knock, his mother came in. Her face was full of determination, which resonated strongly with her lowered posture, which hinted that this decision was still difficult for her. In her hands, on which a plaster was glued on one of her fingers, was a box wrapped in black cloth. He immediately recognized this box; it was in it that there was an arrow that wounded his hand and gave him [the Scary Monsters] two years ago.

- Diego. Her voice was full of confidence. - About fifteen years ago I met your father, he was not the kindest person in the world and did many not very good deeds, but despite all this, he was just a person. He helped me a lot to get out of the darkness into which I did not enter of my own free will. After that, he began to come to me more and more often, at first, we were just friends, and then we were even able to love each other and that's why you appeared.

I listened to her attentively and did not interrupt. She also saw wet paths in front of her eyes, which meant that she began to cry about her story. I wanted her at least to help or cheer her up, but I realized that I would only make it worse now. She continued, but this time her voice was full of sadness and it felt like she was holding on to not cry.

- And before his death, he left you something like a gift, but you can even say that this is his inheritance and said that only you can properly dispose of it, as you want, and not someone else.

She quietly on rubbing legs and with small steps approached me. Her hands, which still contained the box, slowly reached out to me, and when she fully extended her arms, I recovered from the shock of this little speech and immediately took the box in my hands. My hands grabbed her in an incredibly tight grip, and my fingers were tense to incredible limits. The box felt like a regular cloth, or rather, it was covered with a regular cloth, and its weight was nothing special and did not exceed a couple of kilograms.

After a couple of seconds studying her, I put her on the bed and exploded to hug my mother. After my hands closed behind her, I felt how I was hugged back. Her embrace was incomparable before and was incredibly strong, it felt like I was the most precious thing she had. Although it was, she no longer had anyone and was just me. Immediately after I realized this, my embrace intensified several times, and I heard the woman in my arms crying. We stood in each other's arms for more than ten minutes and only after that I felt how the woman in my arms calmed down and stopped crying, and after a minute she touched my hands showing that she could be released.

- It's okay Diego. - She said, wiping her tears with her hands. - I'm going to bed. You, too, do not sit up until the morning. Goodnight.

She kissed my forehead and left the room. After standing for a few more minutes in one place and looking at the door through which the mother left.

Looking at the box that she brought in my heart there was some indecision and I was afraid to open it right now, so I went to my table, on which was Lisa Lisa's gift, and decided to open it first. It was gold in color with blue stripes and although it was large in size, its weight was not heavy. Taking it in my hands, I lifted the lid of the box and the front of the jacket appeared to my eyes. It was unexpected that Lisa Lisa would decide to give me clothes. Having touched it, my fingers felt a hard and most likely very high-quality material and it was definitely not an ordinary jacket, trying to send the hamon into it, I realized that it was not made of beetles that could carry the hamon like Lisa Lisa's scarf, but also in me In principle, such clothes are not needed as I have for wrestling [Scary Monsters].

Raising the jacket to eye level and starting to straighten it, I immediately understood why she decided to give it to me. When the jacket was completely unfolded and the hood, which had been wrapped inward, was unfolded, two bundles fell out of it and were attached to the hood. And when it turned around just below the jacket, it turned out to have ears similar to those of rabbits, on the outside they were white, and on the inside, there were two golden stripes that stretched along the entire length of these ears. The jacket itself had two buttons that allowed it to be caught in the center and ten centimeters below the top of the jacket, which gave the appearance of a standing collar, and along the entire part of the hood there was a black layer extending from the hood by a few millimeters. It was fun and you could even say what was in the style of this universe, though without going beyond extremes. Hanging it on a chair, I saw that there were more things in the box.

The first thing was a yellow-and-white striped turtleneck that did not go far from the jacket in quality, and perhaps even surpassed it. The next set of clothes was trousers, which also corresponded to the quality of the rest of the clothes and were the same yellow color as all other items of clothing. And the last thing that lay at the bottom of the box in a separate compartment was a belt, it was made of leather, which, with my knowledge of clothes, I could not identify, and its color was one of the darkest tones that I have seen. The badge of the belt, which was also much superior in quality to the other analogs that I saw, and on it was engraved with a star pattern in which four letters "JoJo" were inscribed, there was also a special hook on the belt, a carabiner, on which you could easily hang a stone Asha. It made me smile on my lips.

After stomping on the spot, I decided to put on this whole set of clothes. When the whole set turned out to be on me, I went to the growth mirror, which appeared in my room a few years ago, looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that the suit was sitting on me like a glove and it was not enough just to find some sneakers to match the color, and the ears that seemed to interfere did not cause any discomfort. Approaching my pants, which were taken off a few minutes ago, I took off the Asha stone, which was simply wrapped with a chain around the belt, hooking it onto a special carabiner, I once again looked in the mirror. Overall, I looked pretty good and even the ears gave a little cool style, although it should have been the other way around.

After showing off in front of the mirror for ten minutes in different poses, I exhaled all the air that was in my lungs and finally gathered my courage to open my father's gift. Approaching the bed on which he was lying, I realized that, to my happiness, this box had not moved anywhere, although it should not have been. Sitting on the bed, I took the box in my hands and slowly began to remove the fabric in which it was wrapped. When the last piece of fabric stopped hiding the box, I saw that the whole box was yellow, which gave it the appearance that it was made of gold. There was a diagonal hole on the right side of the box, which was made from the inside of the box, as I understand it, it was the arrow that gave me the stand. Was I really so worthy?

Having lifted the lid from the box, which surprisingly came off quite easily, three objects appeared before my eyes that were surprisingly not as scary as I thought they should be.

The first item was a book, a regular book with a brown cover and many pages. Opening it and reading the first page, I realized that it was Dio diary. This left me in shock. If the diary was here, then Jotaro will not be able to read it and which will lead to the fact that Pucci will not be able to reach heaven. It was an incredibly enjoyable option that I could not hope for, and most likely there was some kind of copy that Pucci could use to find his way to heaven. Putting the diary aside, I decided to read it when I wake up to have a fresh head.

The second object, which lay in a separate section of both races, on the side where the hole was, lay the arrow. And okay if it was a regular arrow, but this arrow was made of gold, which was engraved with a symmetrical pattern of vines that enveloped the holes in the shape of a clover, but the upper part, which looked at the end of the arrow, was replaced by the look of a needle. This arrow was one of the strangest things in this world. As far as he remembered, about fifty thousand years ago, a meteorite fell to the earth, in which there was a space virus that could give stands, and a few hundred years before that, some man made these arrows. The most embarrassing moment was that he came from space and only worthy people who survived after the exposure to viruses survived and received stands, but where he came from or because of what he gave stands for all eight parts, it was not clear. And one of the most suspicious things about this virus was that people who were simply related by family ties also received stands, and this could not but be explained by the virus. Carefully placing the arrow on the floor away from my feet, I looked at the last item.

The third item, despite its simple appearance, was the most suspicious of the three. It was a small box, just a small white box that resonated strongly with the gold color of the box. Taking the box in his hands, he shook it to check and felt that there was some object in it. He carefully brought it as close to his face as possible and quietly began to open it.

- Fuck! - he screamed to the whole room, and with incredible dexterity he jumped on the bed, standing on it while pressing himself against the wall and immediately covered his mouth with his hands so as not to make more noise.

As soon as he saw the object that was in the box, he immediately threw it on the floor out of fear, which caused the object that was in the box to fly into the center of the room. His stunned eyes stared at the object in shock. In the center of his room was a human index finger! And okay it would be a bone or at least a rotten piece of meat that should have happened to him in twelve years without its owner, but this finger was completely normal without a drop of rotting or dying of the skin and it felt like this finger was chopped off just a few minutes ago and put in this box. In human society, this would be considered impossible, but he knew that it was not just the finger of an ordinary person, but the finger of a vampire.

After standing on the bed for more than ten minutes, moving away from the shock, still covering his mouth with his hands, he finally decided to get out of bed. The first step to the floor was made on shaky legs and as far away from the arrow as possible. Taking a few more steps towards the finger, he stopped in front of the box from which he fell, without the slightest delay he bent down and picked it up. After a few more small steps, he found himself in front of this finger. Slowly squatting down in front of him and almost falling down, he pulled his hand, in which there was a box, to the place next to his finger, putting the box so that its open side was directed to the finger, he gently began to move it towards the finger to put it there. After several attempts, he realized that he could not achieve this so easily and decided to use his other hand for this. Gently pushing his finger into the box with his hand, he finally closed the box lid in relief.

For greater relief, he went to the table that was in his room and opened the only compartment that opened with a key. Usually there was nothing special about him, and he had never locked this department before. But today, when he put this box in the compartment, this section was closed. Looking at the key that he had in his hand, he fought with an incredible urge to throw it out the window, although he realized that this would not affect anything. The key with a loud noise dropped on the table, where and in a minute all the things he took out of the box were put.

When all the things were laid out on the table, and his heart calmed down to a normal state, he was still looking at the table on which all these things lay. Having exhaled for probably the hundredth time that evening, he lay down on the bed in his clothes. With his head wrapped in his ears, he immediately fell asleep.

***

In the morning, when I woke up, the first thing I saw was a sunbeam that shone in my face and because of which I most likely woke up. Lying on the bed, wrapped in my ears, I tried to remember yesterday. Slowly, but the memories of yesterday evening began to come back to me. Sharply, standing upright, my gaze rushed to the side of the table, on which things were still lying. Slowly getting out of bed, I took off my rabbit costume while putting it on the bed and took a change of underwear, I went to the bathroom to bathe and brush my teeth.

After completing all my morning chores, I began to return to my room. I had a firm conviction to end it all today. Returning to the room, I again put on my too comfortable rabbit costume and went to the table to take my father's diary and read it for today. Approaching the table, my gaze caught on an arrow. Will I be able to awaken a Requiem or some new ability like Kira? But after thinking about this a little more, I realized that this is not affectionate for me. I don't need new abilities, why do I need them if I can't even get acquainted with my main ones and I think that these are enough for me to defeat all the users' stand, and it's a little strange for me to awaken the Requiem, I have a strange type of stand and does not look like everyone else stands in history. And if I wake him up, will he not become reasonable and will put pressure on my brains for the rest of the time, and if he is not intelligent and just wakes up, what will it be, what kind of tyrannosaurus? It's hard to imagine, especially if you look at the range of abilities among the others who have awakened the requiem.

Sitting on a chair, I opened the first page of the diary and began to read. While reading, I heard how my mother woke up and how she tried several times to enter my room, but did not dare to do so. The diary was rather thick, so I had to go to the toilet several times and eat my breakfast, during which I greeted my mother, but even so, she did not dare to bring up the topic of conversation.

In the evening, when the sun almost went down the horizon, and my whole room was covered with bright orange lights, I read the last page of the diary and finally closed it, there were still blank pages, but they were empty. It was quite interesting and at the same time difficult reading, even though I knew the whole plot of JoJo. It revealed all the experiences of his father, all his ups and downs that he gave about a completely different view of history and of Dio himself, in particular. This made it clear that even with all his tough nature, he was just a person who wanted to survive. Of course, I do not want to justify all his actions and obviously he had problems with his head, but I changed the view of all his actions. And I think that now I legally know the whole plot, well, except for the fourth part, but it didn't give much influence to the plot anyway and it won't help me.

Also, throughout the diary, along with all the experiences, the path to heaven was written. I did not understand all the moments, but most of the moments were surprisingly now written into my head. But even so, due to some points, I had doubts. Pucci changed the words "to go beyond the strength of my stand" to a bone, but the exchange had only a finger, which also had to work, or, for example, about a friend whom I could confide in, why I needed him and how he would help me. unclear. Pucci, as I understand it, was a green child whom he could trust and was not interested in human desires, but why did Dio need him. Maybe he could see the future with Jonathan stand? Somewhere I read theories about the fact that Jonathan stand could see the future of the Joestars, because Pucci, in a sense, also became him and Dio was able to see his fate.

Also, the words about thirty-six sinners are beginning to make sense, just as the fourteen phrases were a lullaby that his mother sang to him as a child, and they lured the green child, but why did Dio need them. Also, at the expense of courage - this is a completely logical decision, but how he was going to place these souls in himself, I am still a devil, maybe [The World] was able to absorb souls? Also, at the expense of coordinates, everything was clear even in the canon due to the fact that one day gravity will act on the earth in this place least of all and there will be the arrival of the New Moon. Also, hell knows how his father was able to find out the way to reach paradise, which is also terribly suspicious. Perhaps this was the so-called fate in this world. I wonder if I have a destiny

And now the main question is at stake. Do I need this? Even, if necessary, will I be able to kill people because of my selfish desires, especially if you take as an example the fact that just yesterday, around this time, I almost fainted when I saw a finger. Okay, I don't really need this, for now, for sure, but perhaps fate in this world already has a certain path for me.

Starting to get up from the bed, on which I lay down throughout the day for comfortable reading, I did not notice that I was entangled in the blanket and when I started to rise, I began to fall, and in order not to fall I reflexively let go of the diary, which made it fall to the floor ... Ate as if I could keep myself in a normal position and without falling, I began to pick up the diary, which accidentally opened at the very end of the diary on a bound page. Sitting down normally on the bed, I reached for the diary, but in May my hand froze halfway due to the fact that my eyes were caught on the last page. There was one word written on it that was clearly addressed to me. It was written in beautiful handwriting and the word "Good luck" was written practically on the whole page. A smile unconsciously appeared on my lips, and an unexpected warmth appeared in my heart. With that smile on my face, I picked up the diary from the floor while closing it and put it on the shelf, which was in the most conspicuous place. Even though Dio was Dio, even he can love.

With this thought, I took off my clothes and went to bed. It was one of the most peaceful dreams of my life.

***

Now it was the end of March two thousand and one on the street, and my holidays have finally begun. Not that it was difficult for me at school or anything else, but it's always nice to legally relax. As always, I was wearing a bunny suit that Lisa Lisa had given me, only my feet were wearing sneakers to match the color of the suit. Also, during all the time that I had, I read my father's diary several times, but this did not give me anything new.

After the day I read my father's diary, the topic was no longer raised and everything was pretty calm, unless of course you count the moment when Lisa came Lisa who did not come for several days, most likely because her mother told her what she wanted give me a present and saw me in a rabbit costume, which made her and her mother praise and talk about how much it suits me and that soon some girls will run after me. It was a little embarrassing, but anyway, I didn't take off this suit very often due to the fact that it turned out to be quite durable and very comfortable.

Right now, I was returning from the store where my mother had sent me to buy some groceries. When I had to take a few dozen steps to enter the house, a strange feeling stopped me. It went all over my body through my brain and heart and went straight into my left shoulder blade. And oddly enough, I even felt the exact direction from where this feeling came, and I was sure that the one from whom it came also sensed me. It will be difficult to describe, but it can be said that instinctively I felt that someone had changed or, more precisely, had awakened. Most likely it was Giorno, or rather, his Stand awakened, which caused his blood to awaken. This meant that in about a few days, Giorno would head to the airport, where he met Koichi, after which the Golden Wind storyline would begin. This meant that somehow, miraculously, I had to be in Italy within a few days.

Taking a bag of groceries from the ground that I unknowingly threw away because of this moment, I ran home at full speed. Almost knocking out the front door, I ran into the house and immediately ran to my mother's room, in which she was. When I ran into the room, I saw my mother, who was sitting in an armchair and reading a book. Running up to her, I immediately started with my main trump card.

- Mother. I urgently need to go to Italy. - I said looking at her stunned eyes.

- Why? - she asked quite a logical question.

- It's hard to explain, but I sensed that someone was there.

- Good. Stop. She said in a calm voice. - explain everything calmly.

For the next ten minutes, I calmly explained to her, and felt my assumptions. The only thing she did after my explanation was breathe in and said that she would say her decision tomorrow. Despite the fact that she said "tomorrow" I knew that she already agreed, but she just needed strength to let me go. She understood that this was something important and also understood that there was little she could do to help with these, but would only be a burden and could only support me. The only thing I can do is not worry her too much.

Late that night, I sat on a chair at night in my room. Now I will have to make the most difficult decision, and even if I do, I will have to take an action that also required an incredible amount of courage. In front of me on the table lay a meat cleaver along with a wet rag and an already open first aid kit, and on the floor next to me stood a bucket of water. I wondered if I should cut off my finger in order to have any chance to awaken [The World].

The first thing that most of all pressed on my decisiveness was the chopping off of a finger and that the strangest thing was not the pain that would follow, but the fact that I was not sure if my father's finger could grow to my finger, despite the fact that the finger was completely intact, well of course, if you do not look at the fact that he is chopped off, I did not know how his regeneration works. If it grows to my father, then will I have enough of his genes for the finger to accept me or the finger will grow to anyone who only gives him a place and if it grows, then will he take over my body because of habit, or maybe even kill. If you remember the same Giorno, then he was not afraid to lose limbs because he knew that he could grow it with the help of [Gold Experience]. Well, okay, if it doesn't grow, then you can solve this problem with the help of Giorno, and death, of course, is also not pleasant, but I think that if I feel at least some discomfort, then I will just hit the ham all over my body.

The second thing that worried me was if I could awaken [The World] after that. Still, there were not many such cases in this universe, or rather only one, and he was with Jonathan and Dio, but this case also showed an interesting moment. Despite the fact that Jonathan did not have a Stand and even died, Dio in his body was able to awaken the Stand. Most likely this could be explained by the fact that the virus, when it got into the body of both of them, interacted with both of them, which made the two of them awaken the stand. Although there were moments in history that moved after the death of its owner. This means that the death of the owner does not affect the appearance of the stand, or it was because he didn't wake up the stand. Was it exciting?

It was also revealed at the end of Stardust Crusaders that DIO Stand was destroyed after the battle with Jotaro and whether it will be intact after I get it. But if you remember the moment with Funny Valentine, when his stand was under the attack of an infinite spin, then every time [D4C] moved to a new Valentine, then all the damage from the spin was reset, but due to the infinite spin property, it immediately continued and so several times. So, there is some minimal chance that [The World] will recover from destruction.

OK. Do I need my father's stand? As much as I hate to admit it, but the only chance to stop Pucci will be to stop time [The World], there is certainly a chance that with my appearance the plot will somehow change, but I cannot hope for that. In addition, in the near future I will have to face [King Crimson], I, of course, am sure that I can defeat him in close combat, but his time cut is not the most convenient thing, moreover, which does not work in the most understandable way, then he can interact in the cut of time, it cannot and it gives an indefinite result.

Having fully decided my choice, I will be stretched out to the section of the table in which the finger was and opened it. Taking out the box for us to the table, I pulled my finger out of it and put it in front of me. This time, at the sight of the finger, my heart did not flinch. One of my hands reached out to a stick, which I found on the street and had already washed it, this stick lay in my mouth, after which my teeth bit this stick as hard as possible so as not to scream. The handle of the cleaver fell in my other hand and rose to the level of my head. Now, at this moment, I remembered Ethan Mars, who also had such a test to save his son and how I would like to have something to drink and stronger, too, but only I don't need a red-hot object to close the wound, a hamon is quite suitable for this. which I am not sure about collecting due to the situation I will not be able to breathe normally. Stop thinking.

Diego did not see the blue fire in his eyes. In the room that was burning a faint light, there was a dull sound mixed with the cutting off of something.

- Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! - incomprehensible words were undressed through his clenched teeth.

How fucking painful it is. Looking at his severed finger, from which blood was flowing in a continuous stream, and at the cleaver, which was covered in blood and fell to the floor with a dull sound. Fuck. In my mind, there was only one question, why did I do this. Why did I chop off my index finger? Due to panic, I could not think normally and get myself together in order to try to attach a finger to my hand, but just now I could squeeze my hand with the strongest grip and sit on the chair myself, huddled into a ball.

I felt how blood was continuously flowing from my finger and not as if not intending to stop, most likely now the whole place in which I was covered with blood, it's good that I took off the rabbit costume before that. I felt my body become weaker and my vision darkened a little. I had to hurry. Raising myself on the chair, I looked at my father's finger, which was lying in front of me, and immediately my whole hand reached out to him and grabbed it in slightly weak fingers. Leaning it against my stump, I felt a strange burning sensation in that place and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw how the wound between me and my finger disappeared, leaving behind such a nice scar. Clenching and unclenching my fist a couple of times, I made sure that my finger was listening to me quite well.

After sitting for several tens of minutes in one place, I finally got up on my slightly shaking legs and began to remove all that pool of blood that had flowed from me. I just felt a monstrous weakness in my body, but I also knew that if I did not remove all this blood now, then later, not the most pleasant questions would arise that I would not want to answer. All the time that I was doing unscheduled cleaning, I tried to feel at least some changes in my body, but I did not feel anything. Of course, maybe it was because of weakness or because it was necessary to pronounce the name of the stand, but I could not call him to help me in cleaning.

Completely removing all the blood that I saw. I threw all my clothes into the bloody bucket, which were almost all soaked in blood, while looking at it with my finger for a few minutes, I removed the bucket to the farthest corner of my room, which is not visible at the entrance. Now I had neither the strength nor the desire to put all this blood somewhere. Having finished with all the problems, I lay down on the bed and when my head touched the pillow, I immediately fell asleep.

According to my feelings, I did not sleep very much, because when I woke up on the street it was still dark, but the terrible thirst that filled my whole body made me wake up this early and go to the kitchen to pour myself water for drinking. I walked into the kitchen with weak steps, noticing that my head was spinning and that my body was listening to me weakly. Already in the kitchen I drank several glasses of water, but when I was about to pour myself another glass, I put the mug on the table and my hand twitched due to weakness, which caused it to hook the glass, which made it topple over and fly down.

I didn't have the strength to catch it, and I was already ready for the loud noise of broken glass, which would wake my mother, but just before the fall, the glass was caught by a golden hand! Putting the mug on the table, she disappeared. It was [The World]! That is, my stupid idea worked and quite well, apart from the beginning.

- [The World]. - my weak voice rang out throughout the kitchen.

A tall and very muscular humanoid appeared in front of me at my command. His body, like his height, was more suited to the drawing of the first three parts, his height clearly exceeded two meters, and his muscles bulged out as if he could tear steel with his bare hands, although something told me that he could do it. He wore an inverted triangular helmet on his head that extended to his nose. On its back was a simple double balloon connected by short double cables to the back of the mask. Ribbed straps also ran from the back of his waist over both shoulders to the front. On the back of his hands were simple larger dials that were similar to those of [THE WORLD]. ON his chin, the base of his abdomen, his crotch and knees were decorated in the shape of hearts. Also, his shoes, in contrast to what his father had, did not have curved ends, but were quite decent. In contrast to what was shown in the anime, this stand, or rather, we can already say my stand was completely yellow, which made it more impressive.

Now I understand why this stand inspired such horror in others. I don't know how [Star Platinum] feels, but this stand showed an indestructible and powerful aura that pressed on everything around, but apart from me. In the anime, he didn't give the same feeling as in reality, and he really looked like an invincible stand. Also, something told me that he was different in characteristics from what he had from his father, whose accuracy and potential were B, now I was sure for sure that all his characteristics were A, but I also felt that his radius of action was greatly reduced and in contrast from what his father had ten meters, now its maximum radius was about two meters. But it seems to be good for a turn, because in the sixth part it was said that the smaller the radius of the stand, the stronger it is.

I also had a strange feeling that there was something in it. I could not explain it, what it was, but I knew for sure that there was something in it.

And of course, I wanted to try his main ability.

- [The World]!

A sound was heard around me, which was similar to the one that was in the anime when time stopped, but unlike the anime of that rainbow of colors that was in the anime, I did not happen. I just felt that the world had stopped, all the colors became darker by a few tones. And almost immediately, after about half a second, everything returned to normal, and it was as if the lion's share of my strength was pulled out of me, which made me almost fall to the floor, but thanks to [The World] that caught me, I did not feel the floor on my face. Yes, I miscalculated something a little. I was not in the best condition anyway, and stopping time takes a lot of energy, but something told me that even despite my fatigue, it was my limit in stopping, but I still have everything ahead, I'm only twelve so far, and I will use my stand more often than Jotaro.

Even though it was in a miserable moment, I felt the power that this ability gave and I understood why my father felt invincible, and also why this ability was called the most powerful ability that the Stands have ever awakened. And I will try to use it as little as possible in combat so that I don't be completely dependent on it, but use [Scary Monsters]. After recalling [The World], I went to sleep due to lack of strength.

(A few hours later)

When I woke up it was already day, and I obviously slept much longer than the first time. After that, I went to the kitchen to eat at least something in order to replenish my strength. My mother was already waiting for me in the kitchen, who said that the next flight would be in two days early in the morning and that she had already bought tickets. On this statement, I rushed to her in order to hug her and immediately pulled away after she said "but with several conditions." The first condition was that Lisa Lisa would go with me to Italy, but she would just take me to the nearest hotel and immediately go back and the fact that she had already agreed, the second condition was also not very serious, it was that I had to call her every day. These conditions did not include anything difficult, so I immediately agreed.

Already at night I poured all the bloody water into the sink, and I burned my finger with my clothes on the street thanks to [The World].

***

Two days later, I was already on the takeoff plane, which was flying to Italy. Mother could not go with me because she had to go to work today, otherwise it seemed to me that she would go with me herself and would not force Lisa Lisa to go with me. Now she was sitting next to me and had already managed to fall asleep, having hung a sleep mask on her face, but this was justified because I also wanted to sleep terribly due to the fact that it was early morning, but because of excitement I could not sleep normally even at night. Still, very soon I will meet with the main characters of the anime, and I hope that all of them are still alive.

I didn't take a lot of things with me, or rather, a rabbit suit that I was wearing along with Eisha stone and a backpack that stood between my legs in which there was a phone, a player, a couple of sets of underwear, an accessory for washing, and card with money that my mother gave me. I didn't need anything else, and if I needed something, it could have been completely bought in Italy.

It also made me remember those two days during which I had already several hundred times called [The World] in order to just look at it, since I still did not believe in its existence, and also dabbled with stopping time. I also tried to pour hamon into it, which turned out quite well, which confirmed the theory that all the stands can hold it, but this is also quite logical because the stand is also a part of a person, just as [The World] could absorb just titanic amount of hamon that was produced by [Scary Monsters]. His body did not change much and only lightning bursts appeared around him, which showed that he was acting on him, I did not have a normal place to find out what the hamon affects in the body of the stand, since it was not very correct to hit the wall, and the speed was as it was imperceptible to the gaze of the human eye and remained, but in the form of [Scary Monsters], whose feelings were much better than human ones and could easily keep up with him, he became much faster and this has already become an insurmountable limit for [Scary Monsters]. Monstrous stand.

If you remember, my father, thanks to Jonathan's body, had another stand that looked like [Hermit Purple]. And I didn't know what he was called, so I called him the same as Joseph's, I think he will not sue me for plagiarism. It was deep purple in color and looked like a multitude of thorny vines that emanated from the hands. I remembered that he could take a spiritualistic photo thanks to the camera, but I was not going to spend on this camera, which cost money, and I did not have the Speedwagon fund nearby, my father, of course, did not seem to have to break the camera, but I still did not intend risk, like he could interact with other technology, but I was not going to check it on them either, but I think that it will work when I need to find the Boss. Also, there was something like a manifestation in a crystal ball of an image present in someone's heart, but I did not have a crystal ball nearby. They also lengthened to a considerable distance, which allowed them to cling to something or reach something, but I did not use that either.

Nine hours later. Our plane finally landed in Italy and, more precisely, in Rome, and my feelings for Giorno increased several times, and I began to feel it much more clearly. Leaving the airport Lisa Lisa wanted to accompany me to the hotel, but saying that I would not need it. Taking a taxi, I tried to explain where the drivers should go. He seemed to understand and went in the direction that he needed. And in a toga in a few hours, we got to Naples. Having paid the drivers, I went to look for the ferry I needed until I understood Capri. Having found the nearest ferry, on which I sailed for about an hour, I again had to take a taxi. I had to fly a little closer, otherwise I was already tired of driving, but the only thing that makes me move on is that Giorno sensations are getting closer and closer.

And finally, I reached the fields with grapes, on which people worked. Having said, it will stop a few hundred meters from the nearest house, I paid the driver again, I got out of the car and went on foot. On such trips, one could and would go broke, especially if it was not my money.

And now an old building appeared before my eyes, from which all the paint had long since faded, but despite this, a nice gray van was standing near the building. When I was already practically next to the house in the window opening, I saw the silhouette of a man, or, more precisely, a guy.

He had medium-length golden hair tied back in a short-braided ponytail, with three oversized curls located on his forehead. He wore a blue suit to match the color of the manga and several decorative elements, including pink wing-shaped emblems on the collars and a heart-shaped opening in the chest area. The most notable parts were ladybug decorations in the same color as the wings, which were located on either side of his chest, and one was at the very bottom under the zipper. In some places there was a gold edging of gold color.

His piercing blue eyes looked exactly at me. Yes, he sensed me too, as I did.