p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"Chapter 1: Jose Joestar/span/p
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p class="p2" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; min-height: 22px; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;" /p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"I awaken in the outskirts of Madrid, the soft light of morning filtering through my window. With a graceful movement, I rise from my bed, my cascading brown hair falling gently over my shoulders. After donning a coat, I set out on a brisk walk towards my workplace – a local pizza shop that forms the heart of this neighborhood. Stepping through the entrance, my boss greets me with an admonishing tone, "Jose, you're late." "Apologies," I respond./span/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"Moving to the back of the shop, I roll up my sleeves before deftly spreading tomato sauce onto a prepared pizza base. Time passes, and the jingle of the door announces the arrival of a customer. A man with striking blond hair and piercing blue eyes walks in, his pouch clinking softly with the presence of two steel balls. Seated now, he places an order for pizza./span/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"As the minutes tick by, I emerge with his customized pizza in hand. "Here you are, sir," I say courteously. He nods his appreciation, yet my curiosity gets the better of me. "I couldn't help but notice the steel balls. What are they?" I inquire. His response is curt, "You know, it's impolite to pry into others' belongings." "My apologies," I quickly reply, chastened./span/p
p class="p1" style="margin: 0px; font-stretch: normal; font-size: 17px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-kerning: auto; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-feature-settings: normal; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-variation-settings: normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"span class="s1" style="font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody;"The day unfolds, and as my shift ends, I embark on my journey homeward. Unexpectedly, a confrontation arises – a man attempts to mug me. He tightens his grip around my neck and produces a mysterious arrow, swiftly plunging it into my throat. Darkness claims me, and then consciousness returns. I find myself sprawled on the ground, the enigmatic man seated beside me. His exclamation fills the air, "He's alive! He's truly alive. I didn't think it would work! Now you are a stand user!"/span/p