Disclaimer: I do not own JoJo's Bizarre Adventure or Shin Megami Tensei: Persona Series.
Author's Notes: For Persona 1 to 3 characters, they'll be having the 'Muscle Warrior' physique to make it give it some JoJo-esque. For 4 to 5 characters, they'll be having the 'Fashion Fighter' physique.
Chapter 1: Beginning of All Things
~ JUVENILE DETENTION CENTER, INABA, EVENING, FRIDAY, APRIL 8TH, 2026 ~
A fully healed, half-naked Ren hangs above the ceiling of his jail cell. Beneath him are the drained (but not dead) bodies of deranged psychos who had the gall to assault him. Ridiculously, nobody seemed to bat even an eye to him. Either they were afraid of him or they really didn't miss his victims.
Suddenly, a bold warden approached the boy in rags. He bangs the bars on the concrete cell, shouting, "Wake up. You have a visitor."
Awakening from the short nap, he jumped back onto the floor and left his cell to visit the mystery guest.
~ VISITATION BOOTH, JUVENILE DETENTION CENTRE, INABA, EVENING, FRIDAY, APRIL 1ST, 2026 ~
The young dhampir finally arrived at the visitation booth in his tightly sealed silver sarcophagus, wrapped in chains to keep him from massacring everyone in juvie. Luckily, most of them were just like him: victims of shitty adults who lust for power and wish to drown themselves in their own wealth. Or petty thieves who stole from the wrong neighborhood, or guy at least…
Back to the matter at hand, there lies on the stool Naoya Toudou, the human father and DNA provider to Ren firsthand. Now, he's a Nightmaster Vampire and chief executive of the ancient Nanjo Foundation.
"Hey, kid. Sorry we couldn't get rid of your sentence back then…" The apologetic Naoya whispered.
As a man of 36 years old, Naoya still had his incredibly muscular build, towering over even the guards and wardens. He wore a simple vest with a purple outline and an array of butterflies flying to the left shoulder from the lower right. He wore a pair of jeans from Levi's exclusively, alongside a pair of violet slip-on sneakers. Oh, and his earring's still there too.
"It's not your fault, dad. I was the one who pulled the trigger anyways," He yawns loudly from his sarcophagus. "Guess that's what you get for playing hero…"
"What you did wasn't a crime. No matter what events that may transpire, we'll always love you, my dear RenRen."
Maki Sonomura had still retained her young maiden charm. Her bob cut paired well with her red ribbon back when she was in high school. That can also be said to her white coat with gray intersecting lines, black leggings and white boots.
The dhampir sighed. "I hate that nickname so much."
"Face it, kid. You know you still love us." A shit-eating grin formed around Naoya's face, irritating the trapped protagonist even further. "You're lucky I love both of you; by the way, aren't visits supposed to be available until the next hour?"
His secretly vampiric parents looked at each other before looking back at him. "About that… Remember how great-great-great-grand-uncle Harkon had a guy who owed him some favors? You'll be leaving for Tokyo tomorrow." Naoya said with a serious face.
"A probation? How long?" Naoya sighed. "A year."
Ren began to cackle, but it quickly died off and was replaced with exhaustion. "I… guess it doesn't matter now, does it? This society is rotten to its very core, where the meek are forced to be cattle for the strong. Right now, people like me keep getting treated like dirt, leading us to become desperate, thus forcing us to commit crimes, only to be lasso'd into the joke that is our modern justice system. This is the end for me, huh…?"
"Stop." A single word from Maki silenced the muttering dhampir.
"Ren, you're a Toudou. Your father and I have weathered through situations worse than this. The willpower runs through your blood. We're glad you stopped that bastard from raping that poor woman, but… don't get reckless on the other side, okay?"
Before requesting a ride back to his cell, Ren mentally nodded to his mother inside his sarcophagus. The Toudous left after seeing their chained son return to the messy halls of the juvenile center.
Outside the juvenile center stands two individuals. A diminutively old British-looking woman in a beach blue elderly jacket and a Caucasian-looking man in a casual t-shirt and shorts set. Each of them blocking their way.
"What do you want?" Asked the on-guard couple.
The elderly woman grasped her hands together, as if performing a magic trick. A crimson metallic locket materialized on her cold palms. The male vampire took and opened it, revealing its contents: two totemic rocks of different appearances and a sharp ritual tool next to it.
"What the hell is this?" Asked the confused Naoya. "An unavoidable encounter awaits your child, First Champion of Philemon." The man next to the older woman replied.
"Is this Philemon's doing?"
The duo snickered. "Not entirely. Let's just say… we know each other enough," She faces her face against the bewildered couple. "By the way, when you see Philemon, tell 'em 'Indar says hi!' Hahahahahaha…!" With that said, Indar's body faded into cold mist, nowhere to be seen.
"She… does that. Anyway, my name's Asha. Ciao!" The man ran off into the darkness.
Before they did anything else, two recurring figures materialized behind the couple's backs.
"I sense strong blood magic in these artifacts. Are you sure it's viable to give them to Young Master, my fellow pharaoh?" {AMON-RA} asked his master. "Whenever Philemon gives us random shit, it means major shit's about to go down again."
"What does this mean, fair maiden?" Maki was in deep thinking after her {STANDSONA} {VERDANDI}'s question. "I wish I knew, {VERDANDI}..."
~ SHIBUYA POLICE PRECINCT, SHIBUYA ,TOKYO, MIDNIGHT, FRIDAY, APRIL 8TH, 2026 ~
In a police desk far away, a towering bluenette was busy investigating the latest cases. At least, those related to the few 'incidents' from 2009. He had a hunch that this is related to the Metaverse, the realm of the human unconscious.
"How's progress, Minato-niisan?" A diminutive, busty bluenetee asked. Letting out an exasperated sigh, the man replied, "Nothing solid yet, Naoto-imouto. What about you, {MORS}? Anything that catches the eye?"
A hulking monstrosity wearing several worn-out coffins engraved in dark glyphs on its back let out a loud "YES!" before quickly coughing. "SORRY FOR MY OUTBURST. HERE ARE THE REPORTS FROM THE MORGUE." Minato took the file from the monster's gloved hands.
Another figure in a beaky helmet and white jetpack jumped right out of the female detective's back, desperately trying to reach for the file and ruffling Noato's hair at the same time. "I WANNA SEE! I WANNA SEE!" Impatiently exhausted by its childish behaviour, Naoto pushed the figure off her head. "Behave yourself, {JOANJETT}!"
The diminutive {STANDSONA} named {JOANJETT} sadly whimpered and sat under the desk. {MORS} and his equally muscular master chuckled at Naoto and her sentient yet polar opposite ego, earning a flushed glare from the itsy bitsy detective.
"ALRIGHT, BACK TO THE MATTER AT HAND. ACCORDING TO THE REPORT, ALL DEAD VICTIMS ARE EITHER HOTSHOTS OR POLITICALLY POWERFUL FIGURES, ARRIVING FOR INTERNATIONAL BOARD MEETINGS."
{MORS} continued. "ANOTHER THING TO REPORT IS THE NEW RISING POLITICAL: BALDY MC BALDYFACE - MASOYOSHI SHIDO'S STAR-RISE TO POLITICAL POWER. NOT ONLY IS HE THE ONLY ONE DIRECTLY PROFITING FROM THESE MENTAL SHUTDOWNS AND I DUB, RAGE FUGUES. I ONLY MANAGED TO RETRIEVE SAID RECORDED TRANSACTIONS THROUGH SCAVENGING THAT OTHER YANKIE'S CLOSET. SEEMS LIKE HE DIDN'T WANT ANYONE TO SEE THIS. VERY SUSPICIOUS, DON'T YOU ALL THINK?"
Even the childish {JOANJETT} was processing all of this. Suddenly, a cartoonish light bulb popped out of his head. "What if… the bad guys had some sort of agent in disguise. Like Hitman but publicly popular?"
"Don't be ridiculous, {JOANJETT}- wait, that actually makes sense! Thank you, {JOANJETT}!"
"I did? I DID!" Face-palm.
Naoto commanded {JOANJETT} to dig through the files. Since he was her former Shadow, he knew exactly what Naoto needed. He did so in rapid succession, pulling out a messy file with coffee spilled on its cover. The passionate {MORS} snatched the file from the gloved daredevil's hands. "WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE, MR. SECOND COMING OF THE DETECTIVE PRINCE?"
~ IN A FUTURE NOT SO FAR AWAY… ~
Ren found himself beaten and battered. Despite the rapid healing of his wounds, his mind was still clouded by… something else…
"You are a prisoner of an unjust fate."
W-where am I…?
"This is a pathetically unjust game. Like Monopoly without owning any hotels."
Game…? Monopoly…?
"If you can still hear us, there is still hope for us all yet."
Hope…?
"Hurry! You must rebel! Rebel against this game… and prevent the destruction that dooms mankind's futures!"
The futures at stake?
"The key to enlightenment lies within the memories of your bonds - the oaths that you and your allies have signed."
Bonds…? My… memories?
"It all began on that fateful day… when the die began to roll half a year ago…"
That day… I… remember!
"For the sake of Manah, as well as your own, you must remember…"
"And please… save us…"
Another voice…?
"We beg you…"
~ TOKYO, AFTERNOON, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2026 ~
"GAH!"
Ren found himself on a train heading to Shibuya, the place where he'll spend his year-long probation at.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for riding with us today-"
Ren looks at his surroundings. The concrete buildings. The large mass of people. It was an otherworldly experience for someone who's spent his entire childhood in the alps.
"We'll be arriving at Shibuya shortly. This will be the last stop for-"
The dhampir looked up towards the ceiling, which was covered with headlines regarding the latest mental shutdown and psychotic breakdown incidents.
"Please transfer here for all subway lines. The doors to your left will open-"
~ FLASHBACK ~
The screams of a woman and the grunts of a middle-aged man can be heard in the background.
"Please help!"
A young man then slashed his claws at the man, causing him to fall down and land his head onto the nearby fence. The assaulted woman only yelled out a short gasp.
"Damn brat! I'll sue!"
Sirens can be heard as the boy was dragged into a police car.
~ TOKYO, AFTERNOON, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2016 ~
"What? Are you for real?!" The gossiping of a teenage girl snapped Ren out of his trance. "A mental shutdown?"
"It's all true!" The ponytail replied. "To a person, though? That's gotta be a joke!" They were so focused on the topic, they didn't even sense someone staring at them. "You really love all that occult stuff, do you?"
Ren sighed, 'What the hell is wrong with this country?'
~ SHIBUYA STREETS, TOKYO, MORNING, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2026 ~
The dhampir continues to walk through the streets with his eyes on his phone, trying to reach his destination. After a short timeskip, RenRen finally managed to reach Station Square. Finally arriving at the crowded Shibuya Crossing, a malevolent-looking app appeared on his phone.
He did what every suspicious teenager did best. Pressing or interacting with dangerous-looking apps.
With multiple seemingly unsuccessful clicks, all noise around him had ceased. It was like the app stopped time itself.
Ridiculous.
'So this is why mom told me not to skip breakfast, huh…'
He looked around until a pillar of azure flames erupted from the middle of the crowd. The pillar gradually grew more intense, before shaping itself into the form of a winged being with a fedora-looking head.
'DEFINITELY shouldn't have skipped breakfast…'
A maliciously SMOOTH face appeared in the figure's 'head'. It disperses, revealing what seemed to be a doppelganger of Ren himself. Albeit with golden irises and a bloodthirsty grin on his face, revealing his supernaturally sharp canines. Exclusively for blood sucking!
In a flash of blinding light, the dhampir had once again snapped out of his illusionary trance.
'What was I- Oh right, creepy-ass app.' He drags the time-stopping app into the trash bin. 'I just hope it won't return to transport me into some alternate realm where human thoughts become real or something.'
~ YONGEN-JAYA, TOKYO, AFTERNOON, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2026 ~
Timeskip: Ren arrives at Yongen-Jaya. Not knowing where to go, he decides to ask that rude-looking officer whose parents had probably abandoned him outside a police station.
Hmm, where did that come from?
"Excuse me, sir," As expected, the officer turned his impatient face towards the pale brat. "What do you want?"
"Address of Sojiro Sakura's place, please." The officer scoffed. "What am I, a dispensing machine? Fine. It's in an alley a bit further back. Take a right after that apartment with the stairs."
Having finally reached his caretaker's house, Ren clicked the doorbell.
…
...No response.
Great. He's gone out.
"Looks like no one's home…"
Ren looks at the deliveryman who had just arrived. "You know him, sir?"
"Huh? Oh yeah… Sakura-san's usually at his cafe around this time. Leblanc's in the back alley so I should be going now…"
Leblanc: coffee and curry, huh? Time to meet my new dad with my dashing looks!
~ CAFE LEBLANC, YONGEN-JAYA, TOKYO, AFTERNOON, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2026 ~
The atmosphere in the cafe was… 1900-ish. From the stool to the ceiling, everything looked antique and strangely nostalgic, for some reason. Gotta do a better job at killing the rats, though.
And a strangely decent TV that somehow fits with the environment! I wonder what's on it today-
"A public transit bus was driven down an opposite lane with its customers still in it!"
Annnnnd there goes his mood.
"The citizens can't live in peace if this keeps up."
How frightening." Muttered an elderly male sitting on one of the couches.
"What could be going on? Didn't something similar happen just the other day?" Said the elderly female opposite to him. Daisuke Jigen casually sitting on his stool, however, reading his newspaper. "Vertical is… the name of a shellfish used for farming pearls…"
"Mussel or oyster. 6 down across." The dhampir jokingly answered.
"6 down across… That works-" The manager's eyes widened. "...Oh, right. They did say that was today."
"We'll be going now. The payment's on the table." The elderly man mentioned.
"Thanks for coming."
"This place is in the back alley, so there's no worries of a car crashing in here."
The manager furrowed his eyebrows. "Hey, don't jinx me like that. It's none of my concern."
"Haha, see you next time then."
After the couple left, the man let out a long yawn. "..Four hours just for a single cup of joe." JOKER MODE ON! "Maybe you should buy those quick-grind coffee machines, then."
Ignoring his suggestion, the man suspiciously stares at him. "So, you're Ren Amamiya then?"
"You left out 'Toudou' but I guess that's fine, Sakura-san."
"...I'm the guy." The man chuckles. "I'm Sojiro Sakura. You'll be in my custody over the next year. I was wondering what kind of unruly kid would show up, but you're the one, huh?"
"And I guess you're granduncle Harkon's friend?"
Sojiro sighed. "Yeah, we were best buds back then. Guy saved me from my past for a long time; and don't worry, I know about your little secret." He turns to the stairs. "Well, not that that matters… Follow me."
~ ATTIC, CAFE LEBLANC, YONGEN-JAYA, TOKYO, MORNING, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2026 ~
"This is your room."
A dusty attic filled with heaps of trash and dust bunnies? Better than living in a cell, at least…
"I'll at least give you sheets for your bed." Spoke a stiff Sojiro. Ren only replied, "Large space, my own study desk… It's a bit too good for me, if I must say."
"You're a bit too polite to be a punk, aren't you? Whatever. It's up to you to clean things up." The man begins to leave. "I'll be leaving after I lock up each day. You'll be alone all night, but don't do anything stupid. I'll throw you out if you cause any trouble."
Ren obediently nodded.
"Oh, and uh… I got the gist of your situation." Sojiro said from the stairs. "You protected some woman from a man forcing himself on her, he got injured, then sued you, right?"
"Then why am I still here?" Asked the sarcastic dhampir.
"This is what you get for sticking your nose in a matter between two adults. You did injure him, yeah?" Ren played with his sharp claws. "It's just a love scratch."
"And now that you've got a criminal record, you were expelled from your high school." Begrudgingly, yes. "The courts ordered you to transfer and move out here, which your parents also approved."
'They did say they had something to do about the case…'
"In other words, they got rid of you for being a pain in the ass." The manager smugly said. "I doubt they'll send me here if there were other options."
"Oh, sorry." It's rare to see Sojiro to ever make an apologetic expression. "It's best you not say anything unnecessary. I am in the restaurant business, you know."
"Restaurant is a bit too much," Ren smirked. "Watch it, punk. Behave yourself for the year, and your probation will be lifted." The young man tuned his glasses. "A whole year, huh? Enough time for me to rediscover my purpose in life."
The bearded man sighed, "Good luck , then; and don't forget you'll be back in juvie if you cause any problems. Alright? We'll be going to Shujin tomorrow."
"Wait, the school's name is Shujin?! This is priceless." Hearing enough wisecracks for today, Sojiro decides to join in the fun because why not? "You tell me. Even if the main building looks like a prison, it's the only place that'll accept somebody like you."
"A smartass, half-blooded vampire who attracts trouble and has the world's most charming looks?"
"Yeah. That. There's also your assault record." He points at a cardboard box. "Your luggage arrived earlier; I left them over there." Sighed the cafe manager. "What a waste of my Sunday…"
Afterwards, the only person left in the dusty attic is little Ren himself. He went to check on his luggage, which contained his clothes and daily necessities from his faraway parents. He decided to fit himself with his fashionable black jacket, grey shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans.
He looks at the disarrayed attic. "Welp, time to clean."
~ ATTIC, CAFE LEBLANC, YONGEN-JAYA, TOKYO, EVENING, SATURDAY, APRIL 9TH, 2026 ~
By the time the dhampir had finished cleaning the attic, it was already nighttime. Footsteps of an old man were coming from the stairs. The source revealed itself to be a wide-eyed Sojiro. "What the heck? I heard you making all sorts of clunky noises up here but I didn't think you'd be cleaning."
"I'm hurt, chief. To be thought of so low in your eyes." Sojiro pinched his forehead, massaging his temple in the process. "Can't believe I'm stuck with a smartass for an entire year…"
He looks at the cleaned room, seemingly impressed by the lack of cobwebs, disorganized junk and dusty sofa. "Actually, you did a fine job tidying this place alone." The man's face stiffened again. "Though it's only natural you'd want to keep your room tidy."
He tossed the dhampir an IV bag containing a thirst-quenching amount of blood. "Why don't you get some rest tonight? Other than going out hunting in the streets, which I won't allow you to do, you don't have anything better to do, right?"
The man twirls his key ring. Where did that even come from? "I'm going to close up shop and get out of here myself. I won't be the one looking after you even if vampires can't get sick, you got that?"
Seeing the boy nod, the manager left without saying another word.
Ren decided to call it a day and embraced Hypnos' blessings of sleep…
~ WEIRD FACTS ~
Vampires are nocturnal creatures with varying weaknesses and strengths throughout the vast multiverse. The most powerful species of vampire is currently the Supra Homo Vespertilio of the 'Hellsing' Universe.
Through consumption of blood, vampires grow stronger with each bite and slurp; their powers and resistances are amplified through various ranks (lower to higher): leech, minor blood, greater blood, baron/baroness, vampire lord and finally true-blood. The last rank had only become official after the uncanny interference of the Zoroastrian anti-god, Aka Manah and his Klu-Alfaragh (multiverse alliance) Treaty.
Ren is half-pure-blooded vampire, meaning he has a direct connection to every single vampiric deity you can name of. The blood extracted from his half-vampiric body inspired scientists to create new inventions such as perfected cloning, new skooma for other species and cross-breeding etc.
It is also possible for a vampire to have hybrid offspring. Such cases are werepires, dhampirs, blood faeries and demon-vampires. Yes, angels also exist as well.