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   Scene 2: A Walking and Living (Dying? Living Dead?) Green-Wrap Banana Food Dish with Ability to Stop Time That is Somehow Useless

   You are crouching down on the floor, in brink of tearing up despair. Your hand tries to scratch your own self, in want to skin off the desperation on your body. Curled lips hold back shout of rage down your throat, with a want to be let it out. But it definitely will echo and disturb other occupants of the flat, and you don't want to be stamped as a weirdo and an asshole who shouts at night. All you want is your normal life.

   "I think I will just sleep it off." You look over your bed, its wooden leg destroyed by a muscled man's weight. The male has exposed fashion choice, which is wearing a tight tank top with chaps. He looks like an ancient art, objectively beautiful and strange to modern eyes. But it is so out of place that you feel more annoyed rather than captivated.

   "I need to get rid this man off my bed," you say as dragging his foot, which has a unique design with a sharp point. You gulp your own saliva, afraid that he might wake up and kick you with that shoes, and maybe make a hole in your body. "I can sleep with the mattress and pillow he squishes. But then his shoes..."

   It takes time until you say "Minuano, pull him off!" as the dark figure appears behind you. It pulls the leg to drag the body slowly, careful not to wake the man up. But as soon as Minuano pulls him, his eyes open suddenly, standing fast from Minuano's grip. Quickly, your ghostly friend retracts its hand and disappear to shadow behind you.

   "..." The man stares at you like you stare at him, directly at eyes and without blinking. Minuano, hiding in the shadow, stares at you with its dark eyes that only you feel aware of. Your mind tries to prevent the worst possible thing by pulling a safe stance between him and you.

   "Explain who you are," the man finally speaks, speaking with calm but intimidating tone. But you notice a slight panic and wariness under his voice, as in he doesn't believe a thing he sees. But then you brush it off as unnecessary details. In fact, your wariness should be prioritised in this case.

   "I think you are the one who shall explain who you are," you snap without hesitation, narrowing eyes at him. "All I can see is a man with tight suit and chaps, along with weird, unstylistic pointy shoes appearing in someone's residence. My father would've compared you with the green-wrapped banana food dish." That addition makes his eyebrows twitch, but then his smirk appears on the corner of his mouth.

   "The last thing you will have is this concern, mortal." His eyes tell confidence as if he has done anything like this. Even, he cocks his eyebrows when he called you mortal. Then a possibility of him being not-that-mortal rises, but still it doesn't eliminate he can be knocked out. After all, why would he feel wary around mortal if he is an undefeatable immortal?

   An immortal with weird fashion choice? This occurrence doesn't even surprise you. Even it starts to irk you off. You want this to end, but he seems not wanting to do what you want.

   "It sounds like you want this moment to be my last breath," you snarl, readying the shadow behind you. It fidgets but doesn't make any sound. At any moment, Minuano can cover the whole room with its shadow. Now, the question is when you will pull its power out.

   "At least you are aware of your defeat," the man smirks as pointing at you. In the moment you realise, a shadow comes out behind the man, slowly showing a shadow of another version of the man in front of you. "THE WORLD!" he shouts its name, as it completely emerges in your vision.

   "A Stand?!" you shout as backing to a stance, Minuano jumps in the shadow together with you. This is unbelievable, another abnormal occurrence after one, why would you deserve this?!

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