Eternal life is a curse. Especially when you steal it, the curse becomes more serious, like a gangrene attached to the bones, gnawing at the emptiness of the winner day and night.
I am Dio Brando. Reaching the pinnacle of destiny, the blood of the Joestar family, that dazzling golden spirit, was finally stepped on by me. Jonathan Joestar, my stupid, honest, radiant foster brother, his body and his powerful body of ripple potential are now mine. It is the perfect vessel for me to conquer the world and transcend humanity.
The haze of London has long been left behind, and the yellow sand of Egypt has buried the past. I am in my palace, enjoying the power of darkness, all living beings bow their heads, and all things prostrate themselves. I am the transcendent, the being close to God.
However, deep within this body of incomparable fit and surging power, there is always a hole that cannot be filled. That's not a physical lack, nor a lack of strength. It's a... Feeling. A ridiculous feeling of... Loneliness that lasted for decades.
It seems that there should be someone beside me.
A person who has been destroyed by my own hands long ago, and even his soul should be dissipated.
I scoffed, blaming it on my body's remaining instincts and Jonathan's pathetic gentlemanly spirit. Until that day, a bouquet of flowers pried open the coffin of memories that I had kept closed for decades.
Concept: Jodi is Wadasi's family property (oral seedling)