After Joriah's final trial as doctor, leading to his adoption of the baby, Jonas Joriah, he complied with his promise and turned to the duty of president, keeping Joriah as company with him. Upholding such a heavy role in the society, Joriah had hired mainly maids and nannies to help take care of Jonas throughout his childhood. While Jonas would usually see his stepfather, the connection and emotional bond of a father and son was never truly built into either of them. This went on till Jonas was around 8, a time where the war was still not over, and in fact, had reached higher levels of danger and threat to the world, thanks to the failed peace treaty.
Around this time, and a few years earlier, first utilized in the country of Egypt, their army began sending out soldiers who possessed a certain spiritual ability known as a "stand". This gave Egypt a major advantage in the war, at least until other countries learned of their secret and began experimenting and studying stands too. While the risk of death from failure to inherit the stand was known to all researchers and soldiers who acted as guinea pigs for their testing, it was still widely desired by most who went to war; the percentage of people who lived from trying to obtain a stand was only 10%. Research on stands became the greatest usage of tax and money, causing lower-class citizens all around the world to become impoverished.
Eventually, stand researchers found a way to increase success rates in obtaining stands (apart from the high death rates, many times even when they didn't die, their stand abilities would never appear, likely due to the improper means of trying to infuse stands, such as heavy drug use). Intel on the research in Egypt found that stands were given through an arrow which would be struck through a victim, the arrow tip created from a mysterious rock being what awakened the spiritual stands. However, rumors said all the arrows had been lost, so many countries had turned to the black market, who began excavating near the rocky area, to obtain its powder. The powder would be compressed and placed inside a syringe, and injected into a victim; this is how stand users were created.
This process was not enjoyable in slightest however, as Jonas would come to realize. When he turned 8, his father had decided to bring out Jonas' stand, for what he stated was "for your own protection". The process involved strapping him down to a medical table - though Jonas was a fairly quiet and calm child so this wasn't an issue - and inserting a 5 mm syringe filled with compressed gaseous rock into his bloodstream via arm vein. Since the gas was very thick, the process in adult males, like soldiers, ideally took around an hour to completely inject into the bloodstream, though because of Jonas' age, it took 5. During the time, there is massive pain in the vein as it swells up from the unknown gas entering, though soldiers who survive stated that the pain begins to subside as a result of the loss of oxygen in the blood. After the 5 hours had passed, Jonas' body refused to wake up, and stayed in a coma for an entire year.
After waking up, Joriah took no time to attempt to discover and bring out Jonas' stand; he was barely moved by the sight of his son awake. Heavy training drowned in tears and sweat, but nothing ever resulted from Jonas, that is, until another 5 years later, when Joriah was returning from a meeting with the president in Italy, flying on a private plane.
Though several years had passed, Joriah took Jonas everywhere with him now, desiring to see his stand ability appear through any means. In the plane, Joriah had left Jonas in a separate room to sleep, and began a phone call.
"The meeting was a pretty nice success I'd say, boring as all hell, but I think I'm close to allying with Italy. With the recent rumors going around me, I can't stand alone in this war any longer, I need allies."
[A response through the phone is given]
"I could have gone for a stronger country, but after how I helped them before, I knew Italy would accept the alliance with me for repayment, and going bigger is too dangerous, even now."
[A response through the phone is given]
"Listen, I know things could be going better, but I'm not prepared for this job, dammit! Even though I studied politics in the past before turning to the medical industry, there was a reason I left that area of stu-"
[A response through the phone is given]
"You know damn well why I took up this position and did what I did, you think I would go as far as to kill the previous president for nothing?! I need this war to go on, and leaving that man, or any other person for that matter, in this position would mean the war would end."
[A response through the phone is given]
"You're supposed to be on my side, motherfucker! I'll be back in around 3 hours, so wait for me till I get there, and..."
Before he could continue speaking with the unknown respondent through the phone, he noticed Jonas hiding behind a seat, picking up on his whole conversation.
"We'll continue this talk later", he said irritated before hanging up the phone. He slowly moved towards Jonas and crouched down till his knees were bent. "Hey buddy, something the matter?", he said while putting on a false smile.
"I-it's not true what you said right…". Slight tears began to flow out of Jonas' eyes. "You want this war to end too right… All the people that have died, all this pain, you were lying, r-right."
"Of course not", responded Joriah. "I took up this position so I could end this war, and I sure as heck plan on doing that", he falsely but gleefully said, raising his arm and giving a thumbs-up.
"So why did you do it…", asked Jonas, continuing to cry. Joriah with no words just looked at him. "Why did you k-kill Mr. President (the name Joriah used to refer to the past president, that Jonas picked up)".
"W-what are you talking about", Joriah said with a slight chuckle. "I wouldn't do that, I just said that on the phone to make me look cool and tough so others will listen to me"
"Karla (one of Jonas' maids) told me that when someone looks up and to their right, they're lying".
Snapping into reality, Joriah only realized, like Jonas had said, he was facing up and to his right. His eyes began to blink more rapidly in worry.
"Karla also told me rapid blinking meant lying too… Stop lying to me!"
Before Joriah could make up a warm explanation in return, he simply stood up and called for Karla, who he recalled had been brought on the plane to take care of Jonas.
Karla, who was dressed in a fairly mediocre maid's outfit had peeked outside the door. "Yes, sir?"
"Please come over here", Joriah asked of her. She complied and walked nervously towards Joriah. "Listen to me Jonas, I have a certain goal in life, and I plan to realize that goal till the very end". Joriah mercilessly grabbed and squeezed Karla's head tightly. "You may be my son, but I won't let even a little shit like you get in my way". As he began grasping her skull harder, to the point small cracks were heard, her skin began losing color and turning pale-ish green. "I raised you for so many years... though I guess in the end you never really reached my expectations. You see, I took you in to be my successor, and I was hoping bringing out the stand in you would drive your not-yet-unleashed desire and hunger for power, but clearly you're just a failure, like a dead cockroach not even ants would eat".
He let go of Karla's head, and without any thoughts, not that she had any anymore, she fell to the ground, dropping dead without a single pulse left.
"This is the power you could have obtained, Jonas, had your stand ability risen. And perhaps if that had happened, you wouldn't be in this scenario either". He lifted his hand and opened his hand which was previously in a fist. "With my stand, Magenta Ego, I can create disease that spreads rapidly in my victims, allowing me to pull the strings of their life whenever I so please. Killing that old president fool was child's play; one pat on the back and a handshake and my disease was all over his body and bloodstream. But enough talking now".
He began to walk towards Jonas, who was paralyzed in fear, and as he reached him, put one of his hands on the door handle of the plane. "Call my decision rash, but I've come too far to have my dreams be shat on by you". He twisted the door handle, getting ready to open the door. "I would kill yourself with my own hands, but I've already got enough dirt from that meeting with that Italian ass, so why don't I let mother nature and a high altitude drop do it for me."
He opened the door, creating a massive vortex of wind which began attempting to suck both of them out. Jonas fell due to the force and grabbed onto his father's leg as the rest of his body was already outside the plane. Jonas looked at his father as hope began to drain away.
"And this could have turned out so much better", pouted Joriah in a sarcastic tone. "Guess that's what happens when the bitch of destiny picks the raw fruit from the tree". Joriah stomped on his son's arm, a second time for good measure, causing him to let go and fly out of the plane. He immediately closed the door to the plane, and didn't bother looking back, as he was certain his son was to die.
As Jonas began falling, he couldn't help but scream and cry, despite the fast winds overflowing his lungs and grazing away his tears. As he was ready to accept his father's betrayal and death, a flock of birds began flying below him. They seemed to be migratory birds, though the species was unclear to Jonas. As though by instinct, as soon as he reached the altitude of the birds, he stretched out his right arm, causing a second and larger arm to come out, seemingly out of nowhere. The arm was decorated with a chain pattern and it's index finger was elongated compared to the rest. The arm reached out further towards one of the birds, and used it's long index finger to touch it's back.
As though it were more than a miracle, the Jonas suddenly began falling slower, while the one bird he touched fell much faster. Taking advantage of his temporary slower falling speed, he released the spiritual hand once more and grabbed onto one of the other bird's legs. Contrary to what he thought would happen, the bird continued to fly, almost as though it didn't even notice Jonas grabbing on. Though he didn't know where the birds were headed, he had nowhere else to go, and so held on till they reached their destination.
While at the moment Jonas hadn't realized it yet, that ghostly hand which appeared to save him was his buried stand, who chose the moment of Jonas' life-threatening fall to appear. This is where the journey of Jonas, and his destiny to stop the war begun by his father, begins.