BEHOLD THE UNEXPECTED REWRITE
In the beginning…
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Diavolo Death # ?
It's morning, the world stood, almost silent, disturbed by the passing birds and life. It's a normal day, too normal, right? There was a calming meadow, the winds breezing by to pick up the grass surrounding a figure.
There stood a man, unphased by the world around him. The ever so closing winds, the intense blinding sunlight, the loud annoying chirping. There stood Diavolo.
His eyes, lifeless, his thoughts, empty. He had seen it all, hadn't he?
He had been FORCED to see it all, he had been cast into a hell of his rivals creation.
But he wasn't thinking about any of that, was he? He wasn't thinking about anything now. Because… What's the point?
He can't do anything, he's already tried it all.
All attempts end in failure…..
All attempts lead to death…
The noticeably pink haired tall lifeless figure, who moments ago, stood in a peaceful environment, was suddenly surrounded by a dark, uncanny atmosphere. The sun was gone, the winds violent, and the birds sent away, as the entire world went black and red. When what felt like the entire earth was shaking, and the grassy plains turned into sandy dunes, Diavolo was yet again stringed to his death. What killed him, he couldn't possibly know. He knew the pain was unbearable, the logic was flawed, and nothing mattered anymore.
His body reformed, he opened his eyes yet again…
The light was intense this time, as he struggled to keep his eyes straight. There was so much noise… it was like a thousand things happened at once! He heard voices…. The sounds of carriages, the footsteps of people.
When he finally re-adjusted his eyes he saw a city…. brewing with life and civilization. There were families sharing laughter; brick, stone and wooden buildings along with large wooden carriages transporting goods, and …. lizard people. Well this is new for sure, but it won't be much longer till he dies… right?
Right?
…
Come on…..
'Kill me already' they thought
'Just go ahead and send me to the next realm of dreams…. I'm tired…false hope ... .pointless illusions, it's all just a show and I'm the main actor.'
He sighed, and was still standing in the middle of what seemed like a street. Confused, he looked around, deciding to humor the game of Golden Experience Requiem.
It had been what felt like years since he had bothered to move his body an inch, he struggled to even blink again, as he rubbed his eyes.
To his left, a younger man, perhaps nearing his 20's, stood looking as hopelessly lost as he did. His clothing and appearance was unlike the other residents and he was holding some kind of bag, it was almost modern in a sense. As a matter of fact, everything he had observed thus-far was far from his definition of 'modern'. It was almost as if he was put into some sort of medieval kingdom, there were people who had swords, daggers, and wore large metal armor and chainmail protection. Just what kind of game is this? He thought he would probably just die in some carriage or something stupid like that.
Diavolo, whilst gathering his thoughts, was suddenly interrupted by the boy who stood next to him and randomly yelled out,
"I've been summoned into another world!"
The fishnet wearing man was now even more confused, but he decided that whatever was going on was different than the usual death loop. It was uncharacteristic of Golden Experience Requiem to make him question freedom. Or… maybe this is just another trick.
He walked up to the boy, who seemed to be the only outlier and stood in front of him. He towered over him like he was an ant, it made Diavolo feel superior.
The boy, who had stars in his eyes, let out more insane ramblings
"M-My first boss encounter so early?!"
This made Diavolo chuckle a bit, it's been… so long since he was called boss of anything. His face quickly snapped into a more serious one before he said,
"W-... w….a-" Diavolo let out strange noises, as if he was doing some kind of animalistic impression.
… What?
"What?" The stars in the boy's eyes faded as he looked at Diavolo, now tremendously underwhelmed. What, was he expecting something else?
The truth was, it had been an outrageous amount of time since Diavolo last spoke words, he could hardly formulate any with his mouth, which he also forgot how to use…
"...where are…." He somewhat formulated, beginning to get a better grasp again.
The boy tilted his head,
"Are you lost, old man?" He sounded genuinely concerned
This, very quickly, made Diavolo pissed off, which was another thing he never thought he would be again.
His aura exploded, as his face quickly began to twitch into an angry expression.
The boy took a step back, getting into a surprisingly adept fighting stance. He looked incredibly confident.
"Where…are we?" Diavolo managed to let out, resisting the urge to strangle the boy with his hands. His voice was raspy and cold, but the words still pierced. It was clear to the boy he was trying to hold himself back.
The boy quickly dropped his fighting stance and had a more inquisitive expression.
"So… you are from another world too?" He quickly caught on putting a thumb to his chin and raising a brow.
"E…Earth." Diavolo spat out.
"You're from Earth! So, we're in the same boat then?" The boy put on a cheeky grin and snorted, " Heh, I guess we'll have to find a way to share EXP points between our party huh…. Well look, I consider myself an expert at these types of RPG games, so just follow my lead old man and-"
The boy was cut off by Diavolo's arm being clamped onto his shoulder, he blinked, before looking up and meeting his cold, unimpressed eyes.
"You… Are…. Annoying…. Shut THE FUCK UP!" The man yelled in the middle of the street whilst tightening his grip on the boy's shoulder.
A few people in the crowd looked over at the commotion as the two stood in silence for a moment.
The silence was cut off by Diavolo,
"Let's talk somewhere else, before I kill you in the middle of the street." He remarked, not stuttering once with that sentence.
"... R-Right! Sure thing party leader! Haha!" The boy put on a fake smile and began to shadow Diavolo.
As they walked among the streets, hearing the sounds of carriages passing by and chatter among the other kingdom inhabitants, the boy, who was feeling incredibly uncomfortable, tried to speak up again,
"So… What's your name? My name is Natsuki Subaru, in case you were…." He stopped as the footsteps of the giant man in front of him began to almost make the earth shake around them.
"Wondering…" He sighed
After some walking, they stumbled across a building that appeared to resemble some kind of bar. Diavolo couldn't read any of the inscriptions or writings on any of the buildings, it seemed to be in some kind of non-existent language. He stepped in, as the anxious boy stumbled in with him, almost tripping into his back.
It was a room full of freaks, atleast, that's what it seemed like to Diavolo, as his entry was met with stares from the entire building before one of the 'freaks' yelled out,
"HEY! DEMI-HUMANS ONLY PAL!"
Diavolo scoffed, as a 'demi-human' almost twice his size had pushed him and the boy out of the bar near the railings of the canal outside.
The boy, who was blinded somehow, began to stumble and tripped into the canal, as Diavolo sighed before catching his shirt and stopping his fall.
When he regained his balance, he looked back up at the man, who had his arms crossed.
"T-thanks, I almost fell." He laughed putting an arm behind his head.
The laughter quickly faded when the man didn't even bother to respond, simply looking the other way and continuing to walk.
'Subaru' had sighed yet again, preparing himself for his boring isekai adventure…
"Of all the party members I could have gotten…"
They walked, and walked, randomly attempting to enter buildings and being kicked out promptly for misunderstandings, until they eventually found an alleyway.
Upon stepping in, the pink haired menace leaned against the wall, as his green eyes locked onto the carefree Subaru.
"This will work." He ominously said.
Subaru stood across from Diavolo, and tried to get an answer to his own dying question.
"Alright, party leader, I think it's about time you tell me a little bit about yourself. So… who are you?" Subaru asked.
Diavolo, still peering into the boy, simply closed his eyes responding,
"What a pointless question. You already know who I am. Since this is all some sick game you're playing, isn't it?"
Subaru could only blink, wondering what he was talking about, and moreover, who he was talking about.
"Um… pardon me?" He quacked
Diavolo focused his eyes fiercely onto Subaru,
"You can't fool me anymore. This is by far one of your most elaborate illusions, Giorno Giovanna. I don't know how you hope to torture me this time, but I won't have it!" Diavolo announced.
'This guy has lost it…' Subaru thought to himself.
"Um, look man, I don't know who this uh… 'Giorno' guy is, but I assure you I am not him. My name is Natsuki Subaru, as I stated before… And uh, I don't think we've ever met before meeting in that street." Subaru nervously tried to explain.
"LIAR!" Diavolo yelled, punching the wall next to him, causing his hand to begin to bleed.
Subaru flinched, this guy was twice his size and clearly crazy, and now he was locked in an alleyway with him.
Diavolo grabbed onto the front of Subaru's jacket, and held him up with one arm, as the boy hopelessly struggled.
"YOU ARE JUST ANOTHER ILLUSION! JUST ANOTHER LOOP WAITING TO HAPPEN, I'VE SEEN IT, SO KILL ME ALREADY YOU BASTARD!" Diavolo clenched his hand holding Subaru's jacket as the boy began to choke
"S-Stop… P-please stop!" The boy gasped for air as the grip tightened on his neck.
Diavolo could only get angrier as this 'illusion' pretended to struggle in his grasp. It was all obviously a setup.
Suddenly, 3 goonish looking men began walking in behind the two. One of them was a rather small looking midget, the other, was a chain wearing rockstar type, the third, he was just some brute.
Diavolo, hearing them step in, released his grip of Subaru, as the boy fell to the floor clasping onto his chest breathing heavily and coughing.
He stared at the 3, his gaze making them shiver surprisingly.
"What ar' you two up to in here?" The midget mocked
"Rather than you stealing from this punk, how about you both give us everything instead?" The blue haired, skinnier one smirked, stepping closer to Diavolo, who remained silent.
His confidence quickly faded as he sized up the man, it was hard to explain his aura and presence, it was terrifying to even stand in front of him and be in his gaze.
But, even more suddenly a loud feminine voice is heard behind them, as a girl runs behind them all,
"MOVE OUT THE WAY YOU GUYS!" She yelled, continuing her sprint.
While the 4 of them were distracted, Subaru could only think of one thing in this situation,
"I-Is that the cute girl who summoned me!?" He yelled out in glee
She stopped her sprint, and a moment of silence was shared between the now group of 5.
"Um summoned? No idea what you're talkin' about but i've got no time!" She quickly did a weird gesture,
"Sorry! Live Strong!" She remarked, before giggling and jumping across the rooftops between the alleyways.
"WHAT?!" Subaru was shocked, still completely ignoring his situation.
After the girl was gone, the silence began to grow more and more intense, and Diavolo surprisingly enough broke it.
"Is this some kind of… new level of hell? Maybe Golden Experience Requiem is finally starting to lose some power… or maybe i've just completely lost my mind… is it even possible to lose your mind twice?" The man began to spout nonsense, as the 3 looked at him confused.
"RIght, it's pretty clear to us you've lost it dummy, if there's still some brain power though can you do us the favor of handing over your belongings so we won't have to kill you?" The blue haired fiend chuckled, feeling his confidence surge back as his image of the man faded.
"Belongings? Heh, hahaha! HAHAHAHAHAH!" Diavolo began to laugh uncontrollably and uncharacteristically, making the entire group unnerved and annoyed.
Meanwhile, Subaru simply sat down calmly assessing the situation,
'Just calm down Natsuki Subaru, it's been displayed countless times that anyone summoned into another world will have powers!'
Subaru stood, as the other party member had just laughed like he was insane, keeping all 3 of the goons distracted.
He yelled out,
"YOU'RE JUST ALL LUMPS OF EXP!"
He sent a clean fist at the brute, knocking him back and making him fall, he then swirled his foot over to the midget, kicking him square in the face and launching him back as well.
"MY ADRENALINE IS SURGING! I GOT THIS!" He Joyfully remarked charging at the blue haired goon, before he pulled out some blades.
He IMMEDIATELY groveled onto the floor apologizing to them, before he quickly received a kick to the nose, causing his to cry out in incredible pain.
Diavolo, who was no longer laughing, just stared at this.
The other 2 got back up before aiding in kicking the Subaru as all 3 of them were unleashing volleys on him.
While this happened for almost a minute, Diavolo was thinking about a lot of things.
Was he still in the death loop? He couldn't recall in ANY of the…. Millions of deaths, that they could last more than 5 minutes. Could they potentially last years? Maybe they have and he doesn't remember, or maybe….
Maybe he is somehow free?
He had been in this world for almost 3 hours now, just exploring the strange workings of it with this 'Subaru' fellow, but was any of it actually real? It was ridiculous, sure, but was it actually impossible? Was there actually a chance that he was summoned out the death loop by something stronger than golden experience requiem? If so… who… what… and why?
He contemplated this all at once, whilst his 'party member' was getting beat up by the goons, until yet another feminine voice was heard across the alley.
"That's enough."
It was a dignified voice, one that was strong and potent. The carrier was a young woman, one who was ridiculously beautiful when compared to most women Diavolo had ever seen. Her eyes were a fierce purple, and she wore a white dress to accompany her rather average build. Strangely though, she had white hair and long pointy ears, almost like she was some kind of elvish descendant.
"Who the hell are you?" One of the goons yelled out
"Stop now, and I'll let this slide, and give me back what you stole." She stated.
The goons stood hopelessly confused, while Diavolo and Subaru stared at her for their own differing reasons.
"We didn't steal anything from you, as a matter of fact we thought you were trying to help this boy." The brute responded.
"He has some very strange clothes, same with that man across from him, but I don't know either of them." She added.
"So, you've got no business with us then! If anyone stole from you it was that weird girl who jumped past us!" The brute tried to avert the situation, being backed up by the others.
"They don't seem to be lying…" She thought for a moment, before running past them to try and catch them but quickly stopped.
"However, I still can't overlook what's going on here!" She said, before raising her palm and casting some sort of ice spheres at the three of them.
'M-Magic?' Subaru questioned
'A stand?' Diavolo wondered
"J-just because you can use magic doesn't mean you can still win two against one!" 2 of the goons stood preparing to fight again.
"True, so why don't we even the odds." She said, before a cat-like creature manifested onto her hand.
"A S-Spirit arts user?!" one of the questioned
"Yep, now go away and I'll leave you alone." She smirked.
Some more banter was exchanged, before the three ran out of the alley into the streets ahead.
"You saved me. Thanks." Subaru exchanged, staring directly into her eyes.
While this was happening, Diavolo took a moment to yet again question his entire reality, finally concluding that everything was actually happening right now. He hated the uncertainty that came with believing all of what he was seeing was real, but he quickly put up his resolve and accepted whatever second chance was thrown his way.
There was only one more thing he would have to test, just to make sure…
Subaru had passed out on the floor whilst talking to the elf woman, before she turned to Diavolo, who had a fire of determination within his green scary eyes.
"You can take care of him right? I don't want to leave him here like this." She pouted, whilst the cat spirit simply held a smug grin.
"I don't know this boy, Nor do I care about him. But if my assessment of the current situation I am in is correct. Then I believe I have no other choice but to protect him." He sighed, a hint of anger leaving his voice.
She blinked, before looking down at the boy who was covered in bruises, probably had broken some bones, and was clearly in no condition to walk before proceeding to heal his injuries instinctively.
"Well, I guess I can make a little time to do this before I chase her…" The girl spoke aloud
Diavolo, who stared at her while she healed his wounds wondered how her stand entirely functioned, as it seemed to have incredible offensive and defensive capabilities.
"You hold a formidable stand, I assume you are healing him with its ability?" Diavolo questioned out of the blue.
The girl simply looked up at him and tilted her head,
"S-Stand? What do you mean?" She was dumbfounded
Diavolo stared at her like it was obvious, before elaborating,
"Your 'stand', which is your manifestation of your fighting spirit. Think of it as a sort of a ghost which aids you with your latent abilities."
"..." She simply stared at him, whilst the cat creature also titled its head.
"I am going to assume the feline creature is the manifestation of it. Whether you know it yourself or not."
"Aw stop, you're making me blush!" The cat creature jokingly said, making Diavolo simply shrug his shoulders.
"What is this guy talking about, Puck?" The girl whispered
"This is pretty strange Lia, I sense… darkness within this one. And I can tell he is also telling us the truth, about all this 'stand' talk. It's likely he is insane, you should be careful around him." The spirit whispered into the Elf woman's ears.
A few more moments had passed, before the boy awoke yet again, this time in the lap of the cat spirit, who was the size of a person now.
Foolishly, the boy had imagined it was the lap of the woman who saved him earlier, and a wholesome moment was shared between the 3.
Diavolo simply leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, thinking to himself. The unnamed elf keeps her eyes locked onto him, showcasing her incredible distrust. Diavolo, of course, didn't bother paying attention to her, as she was just background noise to him, much like everything else in this world. Wait a second… did that boy notice her stand?
Ignoring this development, he began to reminisce about several things; Passione, his original world… Giorno Giovanna….
He clenched his teeth letting more anger escape him as his eyebrow twitched at the thought of his arch enemy. It was his fault he went through all of this after all, wasn't it? Diavolo dreamed of the thought of killing him in some of the ways he had died himself, the possibilities were quite literally endless. But there were just 3 things that prevented him from getting any of this, he was lost in another world, he didn't have the power of requiem, and didn't even know how he lost originally.
Diavolo's thoughts were cut off by the sounds of footsteps, as the girl had cautiously stepped past him, being followed by the annoying Subaru.
He sighed, deciding to follow his only lead for the time being, as he really had no other connections to the real world besides him. He could only watch annoyed as they bickered like a couple, and followed them across the city in search of some ridiculous item.
After what felt like hours of searching for nothing, the three had sat at a high point within the town, observing many buildings and landscapes from the clearing.
"This town might be too big to find what you're looking for." Subaru commented whilst they relaxed for the moment.
She looked over at him, a puzzled look on her face,
"It's the capital of Lagunica, you didn't even know that…. Um…" She paused for a moment not knowing his name,
"Shall we introduce ourselves?" The cat creature asked the group.
"I'll go first then!" Subaru stood up, doing some stupid pose, whilst Diavolo held back the urge to jump from the rooftop, and the woman just looked at him unimpressed.
"My name is Natsuki Subaru, nice to meetcha!" He spouted
"I'm Puck!" The cat spirit flew around before flying onto Subaru's hand. Somehow not passing through him like a typical stand would, even stranger was the woman's casual response,
"It's very unusual to see someone who can touch a spirit so casually."
'What? Touch a spirit so-'
Diavolo had to process this now. It seemed the people of this world could see stands regardless of being a user? What a horrifying thought, the idea of a world in which every man woman and demi-human beast could possibly be in touch with their fighting spirit. It just spells out chaos and anarchy, it is a miracle this world can be held together with such a quality.
"You don't know where you are, can't read, have no money and only have this mistrustful man to help you, you may be in more of a precarious position than me!" she gasped, holding a hand to her mouth.
"Surprisingly enough though, I can tell you are rather muscular." 'Puck' commented
"I work out every day. But it's understandable for a shut-in like me." Subaru slyly added
'That makes a lot more sense,' Diavolo acknowledged silently.
"B-but we haven't heard your name!" Subaru quickly changed the topic
"My name?" The girl pondered for a moment, making Diavolo raise an eyebrow.
"Satella." She coldly said. Causing the cat spirit to look at her approvingly.
As Diavolo had expected though, the boy simply stared at her with his love struck eyes,
"I see, Satella… That's a nice name!" He said smiling.
'No it isn't.' Diavolo thought to himself, shaking his head but saying nothing.
"What about you?" The girl looked over to Diavolo, who was still sulking to himself.
What about him? He was just your run of the mill former Italian gang boss with a perfect concealed identity. Well, he was… before Gionro ruined his plan. Now he is just… Diavolo… right?
Does it even matter if he hides his identity here? He's practically more hidden than he could have ever been in Italy, no records, no past…. So?
It won't hurt to just be
"Doppio." He lied speaking again after not talking ever since he tried to strangle Subaru in the alleyway.
"My name is just Doppio, no family name." He lied again, of course it was completely impossible to tell he was lying, well it would have been if Puck wasn't there.
"Doppio huh?" Subaru put a finger on his chin.
Subaru never forgot what Diavolo did earlier, it was actually present in his mind the entire time they were together whilst looking for the Satella's stolen belongings. He kept faith that she would keep him safe if he tried anything else though, and besides, it wouldn't hurt to keep another party member close by regardless of how much they want to strangle you.
Puck, simply stared at Diavolo suspiciously, knowing damn well he was trying to keep his identity a secret.
"Welp, I guess we can continue our search." Subaru rekindled the mood with his happy-go-lucky attitude as the group began to search Lagunica's grounds yet again.
As they yet again walked throughout the grounds of Lagunica, the elf had stopped to observe a lost child and looked over to Subaru for advice.
Diavolo scoffed, this was just a distraction from the main goal, wasn't it? He just watched as they consoled the girl, and followed them throughout the streets as they searched for the parents.
After eventually reuniting the girl with her mother, the 3 had wandered over to a bridge to relax again. Diavolo was of course sick of relaxing at this point, he had too many questions and such little information at this point that he just contemplated killing them both and going his own way. But he resisted, getting more dangerous looks from Puck in the meantime. It was almost as if his thoughts could be read by the stand, that's a risk he can't take.
After more banter was exchanged between Subaru and Satella, Diavolo only could discern from the conversation that half-elf hybrids seemed to be some sort of oppressed or disliked race, it was good to know but in the grand scheme it was useless for him.
By now the sun was almost down and the search continued, hell, it turned out that one of the people they had been chastised by for not having money earlier was the father of the girl they rescued, this inevitably led the group to a more run down part of Lagunica after he gave them knowledge about some 'felt' girl. It was filled with homeless, starved and brittle people, all trash to the Passione leader. The only thing he could wonder was how they would try and steal from him, it was either that or begging for money like the gutter rats they all were to him. They walked through the trashy suburbs and ignored all the hate filled gazes of the people there, but they eventually stopped when Puck had chimed in,
"We should hurry, it takes a lot of mana to stay in my physical form, as a spirit I only have so much time before I must prepare for the next day."
'Nonsense' Diavolo scoffed, it was impossible for this 'Puck' to be a stand at this point. There were too many inconsistencies with other stands Diavolo had encountered. He had concluded that Puck was an actual spirit, almost like some kind of supernatural being. Stands themselves weren't so far out of the realm of this, but it came as a bit of a shock to Diavolo that this Satella woman may have actually been using some kind of magic earlier in the Alleyway, and past that, spirits existed at all.
"But I feel like I should make something known to you, Doppio." Puck suddenly gazed into Diavolo, his cutesy demeanor contrasting with his sharp stare.
Subaru turned over to face Diavolo along with Satella, Diavolo simply raised a brow, wondering what he would possibly say.
"I won't hesitate to kill you if you try anything on her. I may not seem intimidating to you, but I am a lot stronger than the average spirit." He didn't move an inch while saying this, but to Puck's surprise, Diavolo didn't either, simply shrugging his shoulders. Did he not even feel any of the murderous intent that was sent his way?
Subaru and Satella shivered at the unexpected line from Puck, whilst Diavolo just ignored it. He wasn't scared of anything anymore, afterall, he's lived through several eternities.
Puck sighed,
"Well, with that out the way, I'm at my limit…" Puck yawned before exploding into several colorful wisp-like orbs, and being collected onto the crest on Satella's chest.
Diavolo watched calmly, whilst Subaru thought it was the coolest thing he had ever seen.
As they kept up their walk crossing an old wooden bridge, Satella suddenly stopped looking off into the river whilst holding her crest.
"Satella? What are you doing? We should continue looking for Felt." Subaru questioned, while Diavolo had finally agreed with something he said for once nodding in agreement.
"I'm going to ask the lesser spirits what to do." She answered
"Lesser spirits?" Subaru asked yet again.
Satella then explained the concept of spirits to the two, and from what Diavolo understood, lesser spirits were a form of spirit, similar to Puck, that haven't become completely aware of their surroundings yet and have trouble conjuring up a physical form.
He watched along with Subaru as the Elf began to emit blue light, summoning several spirits out of seemingly nowhere and reciting some kind of chant. This went on for the next couple minutes, but Diavolo could only be distracted as Subaru simply stared at her like some kind of spell was cast onto him.
Eventually the group made their way to a dirt path, at this point the lights of other parts of Lagunica could be seen from a distance, illuminating the darkness which now covered the world. It was almost dead silent if not for the chirping of crickets and the in between talks of Subaru and Satella every once and awhile.
They passed by a scruffy looking guy, he seemed to be nearing his 30's, and he was minding his own business. Subaru decided to inquire about this Felt girl, to which he promptly responded.
"Felt, huh? Well if you keep headin' that way I guarantee you will find Old Man Rom's loot house. Hehe, she stole something from you guys huh? Welp, guess you'll have to try and negotiate to get it back. Live Strong." He put up his hand similar to the way that Felt girl did, before heading his own way.
Now they were outside an ominous looking building, which seemed to be even more run down than any of the previous places they saw before in the slums.
As Satella and Subaru yet again conversed, Diavolo had a suspicious feeling…
It was almost familiar to him, like something he used to grasp with his own hands… no it goes further than that… it was like he could conjure it!
He held a hand onto his forehead and leaned against the wall of the loot house, as his green eyes dilated. This feeling… it was none other than [EPITAPH]
As he slowly regained his power to himself, the boy had walked into the 'loot house' but this proceeded to trigger something in Diavolo that only he could understand…
Diavolo's bangs proceeded to move, as if some winds were blowing them in front of his face, he stared into the bangs and saw a projection of the future, of HIS future.
He could only look with wonder; wonder that he had regained his power, wonder that he finally had confirmed that this wasn't a dream, and wonder… that this useless filth was about to die.
To be continued…