Victim

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It was just after the serial killers defeat. Finally, Morioh could rest easy, not having to worry about any danger that might loom around the town.

Everything seemed to return back to normal again. Josuke and his new friend group continued school as usual. Rohan managed to renovate his house. He also found out about how Josuke cheated, and he wasn't too happy about it. Either way, he decided not to bother the teen anymore. A full grown adult arguing over a teenager wouldn't make a good image for him.

The renovations did leave him with some empty pockets, but even on a budget he would continue to create Manga, now having more than enough ideas for future chapters.

But being on a low budget meant that he would have to cut out some things. He decided for himself that he didn't need all three meals, and he could spend most of his days working. He wasn't unhappy with his current situation. Or maybe it was his pride that convinced him he wasn't, when, in fact, it didn't seem very healthy.

Rohan only had his stand for a couple of months. Could this be the reason this happened?

The young man started at his stands arm that was summoning itself. He never ordered it to do that, what was this? Could it be another stand attack? But he didn't sense any danger around. After some effort, the hand faded away, but Rohan was still skeptical about the situation. This wasn't normal, but he brushed it off as an after-effect of not getting enough sleep at night.

He thought that forcing himself to draw more would make him more productive, but since that day, when Heavens Door hand manifested itself, he hadn't been feeling okay, and he began drawing less and less. From leaving a few panels unrendered, to not being able to focus at all. The thought haunted his mind, and it even sometimes creeped him out. Rohan tried his best not to think about it, it seemed absurd. How could he, Kishibe Rohan, not be able to control his own stand? It was simply ridiculous.

Until it happened again. Again, Heavens Doors hand appeared. He tried ordering it to retreat, yet it didn't respond, as if it had it's own mentality and consciousness.

Rohan was both worried and weirded out by this phenomenon. He was sure it wasn't an enemy stands attack, it couldn't be. The danger was already dead, he saw it himself. So why was this happening?

As his stand manifested its hand on its own, Rohan himself had been feeling more drained mentally. As if he had used his stand way too much. Stand was a physical manifestation of one's fighting spirit and mentality, but it could only go so far until the user was mentally drained. He started not to produce as much art anymore, as if his inspiration and ideas have been completly wiped out, but they weren't.

And he needed to draw, it was his job and only source of income afterall. He was experiencing a sudden loss of motivation, and it pained him to know he had so much to create, and so many new ideas that he just couldn't get onto paper.

Every stroke he made with the pencil, it seemed wrong. He'd erase and redraw the same thing over and over again. What was wrong with him? It's not like he suddenly forgot how to draw, that couldn't be.

But his pride lifted him up. How could he be this pathetic, he couldn't be! So, with some effort, he drew. It was more tiring, but as long as he could pay his taxes and have at least one meal a day, it was fine.

Heavens Door kept appearing. And little by little, it ended up manifesting itself fully. At first it didn't do anything, so Rohan didn't think much of it. It was when it started doing things, such as bring random items so it's user, that Rohan started getting worried.

He would often wake up with random items by his side such as art supplies, blank pieces of paper, silverware, books and other various things. Not only did it annoy him that he had to place all of them back, but it also made him wonder, what was wrong with his stand?

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