Capitolo 36: Luce dell'anima, finta speranza.

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 " ": You talking

' ': You thinking

* *: Narrator/Voice-off


Your POV:

*Stand: Silver Chariot Requiem: -Power E

-Speed E

-Range A

-Persistence A

-Precision E

-Potential A

I CAN'T SAY I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING HERE*


'Y/n': YOU JUST LOST, GIORNO GIOVANNA !!

All: WHA- ?!

'Y/n': [KING CRIMSON] !!

'Y/n': It was a surprise. After all, I did not expect that requiem would be able to overthrow even a Stand whose purpose was to cancel all other stands... But I'm not complaining. I could get my hand on this body and infiltrate them, learn the secret behind Requiem. Thank you, Polnareff. Even after your death, your existence only had for purpose to serve me.


Trish: The fuck just happened ?!

Diavolo: That was... That was the boss ?!

Narancia: All along... The Boss' soul was hiding inside Y/n's body ?

Turtlenareff: That's my fault... I just assumed Requiem's ability couldn't affect Dark Void... But Requiem's ability goes even beyond that !

Giorno: No, wait a second ! If Bucciarati's soul is currently in the Boss' body... And the Boss' soul is inside Y/n's body... Then Y/n's soul...

Trish: ... Shoot.

Mista: You can say that. You did shoot it. Multiple times.

Diavolo: We can talk about that later ! Now what we must do, is go after the Boss... And Requiem... Guh...

Giorno: B- Bucciarati ?!

Diavolo: GUAAAAAAAAAHH !! BLARGH !!

Trish: What the fuck ?! Why are you... Puking black fog ?

Turtlenareff: Black fog... ? Don't tell me- !

'Fog': GAH ! Where am I ?! What year is it ?! Where's Chariot ?!

Turtlenareff: Rome, 2001, Diavolo went after him with your body.

Fog: J- Jean-Pierre ?! Why... Why are you a turtle ?

Turtlenareff: You are a literal cloud.

Fog: I AM ?!

Turtlenareff: Yes ! You are !

Fog: Holy fuck...

Mista: Wait a second, how can we be sure it's really you this time ?!

Turtlenareff: Yes... After what happened, we can't be too cautious...

Fog: ... Your name is Jean-Pierre Polnareff, you're French and 36 years old. 12 years ago, we set on a quest together with Jotaro, Kakyoin, Abdul and Joseph to kill Dio. You have a massive fear of toilets since that time in India when a pig poked its head out of a toilet seat, and also in Pakistan when Enyaba forced you to lick a toilet-

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