" ": You talking
' ': You thinking
* *: Narrator/Voice-off
Your POV:
Giorno: Bucciarati ?! Bucciarati, hello ? Bucciarati ? D... Do you read me ? BUCCIARATI ! SOMETHING'S WRONG ! RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW !
Boss: Bucciarati... Your mission to guard Trish...
Boss: Ends here.
*Ziip*
Boss: What ? Ugh... ! D- Damn you ! Bucciarati... I can see you didn't become a Capo on blind luck alone... You even attempted to restrain my fist as it pierced through your body... No ordinary man would make such a call... They wouldn't even be conscious at this point !
Bucciarati: [STICKY FINGERS] !!
Boss: However ! [KING CRIMSON] Has already... !!
Boss: Forecasted. I can forecast, the trails left by your movements... The trails of your future actions... Within King Crimson's ability, time is erased from the world... And none can remember the footprints they left during this time ! The clouds in the sky do not realize they have been scattered by the winds !! An extinguished flame is not aware of the moment it was snuffed ! It is only the results ! It is only the results that remain in this world ! All the actions you take in a world where time is erased are meaningless ! And only I alone can react to these actions ! I can see exactly how you will act ! This is the ability of my King Crimson !!
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Vento del Destino (Male reader x Golden wind)
FanfictionA sleeping slave, that makes fate waver.