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I had this chapter in the back of my head for a while, and I couldn't wait to put it in words! Today is the introduction to the Necromancer! I think you'll all be surprised to learn that he's actually a character we've seen before...


"Funny Valentine is...working against me?"

"He is...he has been recruited by the light to take the book from you." The Shadow responded, it's red eyes gleaming. "Your idol has become your enemy."

The dark shape with a goat skull for a head slowly turned, it's gnarly fingers clenching into tight fists. "For now...only for now...I share his ideals, his desire for a better, unified world! The only reason he rebels against me is because he has no choice! Once I destroy his captors, he will be my ally, just you wait!"

"Perhaps you should create a doppelganger of him...he IS dead, you could do it."

The Necromancer shook his head. "Jesus Christ, damn him, is preventing me from doing that. Besides...it would be disgraceful to his legacy. They also wouldn't let me duplicate you."

"They fear my return...they know what would happen."

"He had to come here personally though...meaning Jesus can only keep my power in check manually. If I could escape from his watchful eye...maybe..."

"The longer Funny Valentine spends with the...JOESTARS..." The Shadow said with disgust. "The less likely it is that he will be an ally. Perhaps...they should be eliminated."

The Necromancer didn't really have a face to express annoyance, but if he did, he would definitely be using it. "He's strong. He won't bend to their wims, I have faith in him."

The Shadow sighed. "I suppose your devotion is admirable...but I believe you also have a score to settle with Joseph Joestar, don't you?"

The Necromancer closed his eyes, remembering the incident all too well.

*Chapter 33*

"Put your hands behind your head, terrorist scum!" The Cupid's Arrow captain yelled, pressing his pistol into the back of the old man's neck. His red scarf blew in the wind as he glared from beneath his wide brimmed hat.

These...FUCKERS, were mounting an attack on his president, the man he had chosen to worship. Ever since Funny Valentine had approached him, a quirkless, mistreated loser, and made him into a soldier, he had chosen to uphold the man and his ideals until death.

The train was moving full speed, there was no escape for Joestar.

"Your next line is: GRRRHK!"

The Captain tilted his head, before a gold steel ball knicked the top of his head. "GRRRHK!"

He fell, hitting a small pond with a sickening CRUNCH, the whiplash had dislocated his shoulder, but he was alive. The last thing he saw before everything went black was Joseph Joestar taking out his men.

He had failed them...he had failed his president.

He would not do so again, he would devote his mind, body, and soul to make up for his failure. He would see to it that Valentine's vision would become a reality, and he would do ANYTHING...

He would sell his soul to the Devil if he had to...

*End of flashback*

"If it weren't for him...I would have been able to protect Valentine...I doubt a quirkless welp like me would have made much of a difference...but I would have at the very least died with him and the others. It's the Joestar's fault that he's dead, why would he side with them?"

"I'm not sure, he could very well be biding his time, perhaps even earning their trust...what makes you think he wouldn't want the Necronomicon for himself? He isn't a trustworthy man."

The Necromancer suddenly held out a hand, and the Shadow began writhing around in pain. "WRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY-"

"Don't think your status as a ghost prevents you from coming to harm, DIO. That same logic applies to him. The Necronomicon makes me a master of death. Also...if Funny Valentine desired the book for himself, I would hand it over to him without hesitation. He is the man I've chosen to admire, and I would trust him with it."

"-YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY-"

"Furthermore, I have the power, not YOU. I make the rules, I decide how to use it, and right now, I'm going to use it to make Santana and Tomura Shigaraki kill each other!"

"-YYYYYYYYY! Damn you..."

"Their war will lead to casualties...and people will be MAD. They will want a leader who can unify the world, a leader who will end the violence...and it will either be me, or Valentine. You do not fit ANYWHERE in there, you are history! Now...you will NOT speak ill of my idol again...or I will subject you to the worst torture I can think of."

"I am only history for now...just wait until I get my new body..."

"LEAVE."

DIO grumbled and disappeared, leaving the Necromancer to contemplate the news he was just given. "Mr. Valentine...I cannot wait to see you again...I WILL free you of your bonds, and together, we will make this world a utopia!"

The Necromancer when to a cupboard and pulled out a small vial of red liquid, and crushed it in his palm. "Acid King was a warning shot...but it appears I will have to send UA a stronger message..."

As the blood dripped to the floor, dust collected around it, until a giant of a zombie appeared before him, snarling, tattered blue hair drooping over his ruined face. His blue shirt was in tatters, and the leather combat armor was falling off.

"Let's see how the Joestars handle fighting one of their own..."


Stand User: The Necromancer

Stand Name: Don't Fear the Reaper

Appearance: He has a goat skull for a head, and his body looks gaunt and malnourished. Everything about him is crooked and twisted, and he always reeks of rotting flesh. Usually covers up with a cape.

Ability: Don't Fear the Reaper is not a physical stand, rather it is integrated with the Necromancer's body, mutating him into a creature that can no longer be recognized as human. Gifted to him by the dark powers of the Necronomicon, it allows him to make dopplegangers of the deceased from dust and blood. It doesn't matter who's blood he uses.

The zombies in question are the same type produced by vampires, as the Necromancer is one, but he no longer needs a body in order to make them. The zombie dopplegangers have the same abilities as their living counterparts, except stands are watered down, and quirks are strengthened, albeit in a warped and twisted way.

These zombies are only clones, and are not the real versions of their counterparts.

He can also summon demons, as evidenced in chapter 62, where he entered Santana's employ as a result of the deal with DIO. However, summoning demons uses up all of his stamina.

Secondary Ability, Apocalypse: He summons every dead person he has memorized, however he will have to use a significant amount of his own blood to do so. This is how he destroyed an entire town, and it's heroes, back in America. This guy can cause a literal zombie apocalypse, albeit at the cost of his own health.

Third Ability: Anything a vampire can do. He IS weak to Hamon and Spin.

Motives: He is a follower of Valentine's, firmly believing in the idea of a unified world. However, unlike Valentine, he is willing to kill EVERYBODY. He is a perfectionist who believes the whole world should be balanced and perfect, and he will either convert the world to his cause...or kill everyone on the planet in order to achieve his goal of a peaceful, perfect world, even if that means that there is nobody left on it.

He will achieve the perfect world through any means necessary, even if it is through absolute dominance. However, he believes himself to be a savior, a new messiah.

Power: C

Speed: B

Range: D

Durability: B

Precision: A

Development Potential: E

He will also be responsible for...a few casualties going forward...so be warned.


"JoJo, we need to talk."

"Hm?" Johnny looked up from his phone to see Kaminari looking down at him, a serious expression on the blonde's face.

Yare yare...don't tell me this is about what I think it is...

Johnny sighed and put his phone away. "How can I help you?"

"Look...I heard you and Jiro planning to go out for dinner after the festival..."

Shit.

"And I'm worried she might have...misinterpreted your intentions. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure they were good...but I think she might've thought it was a date."

It was.

"Well, I can assure you, Kyoka and I agreed to remain friends. I just thought I'd buy her dinner for putting in all that hard work."

"She doesn't actually feel that way...she told me she liked you."

Dammit Kyoka!

"Well, I'll believe it when I hear it from her, not that I'm calling you a liar or anything."

"She does, and...look, when you reject her, please be gentle. She really values your friendship, and she doesn't want to lose it."

"'When?' What do you mean by 'when?'" Johnny asked, offended.

"W-well you kind of reject everybody, so I thought...you'd have higher standards you know?"

"Higher? You think that I don't think Kyoka is good enough?"

"W-well..."

"She's literally one of my best friends! I think she's amazing, and at the very least I'd hear her out, or give her a shot!"

"We're getting off topic!"

"No! I want to know why you'd think I would have a low opinion of her. Go on!" Johnny said, his eyebrows connecting in anger. "Tell me why I wouldn't value my friend!"

"Look, that came out wrong, okay? You aren't the romantic type, so I thought you just didn't want a relationship. She seems to think she actually has a shot with you, so please just tell her the truth, alright? I...I want her to be happy, and I'm worried you might accidentally break her heart."

Johnny's anger died down, but it had only come to a small broil. "What would you want me to say?"

"Just...'sorry for leading you on, I didn't mean to.' or something like that."

"I'm not leading her on."

Kaminari raised an eyebrow. "Dude, she totally thought it was a date, I never said it was intentional...but you DID kind of lead her on."

"No, I didn't. Look Kaminari...I appreciate that you're looking out for her, but I really like what I have with her. We had fun, going out to dinner like that, and I think I'm allowed to hang out with her. If for some reason she thought it was a date...I will correct that, but right now the only time I've heard of this has been from you. I'm not going to take action unless she does, okay?"

"I'm sorry JoJo, but this needs to be shut down now. If it goes any further, she'll be devastated. I just want you to confirm that it wasn't a date while you still can."

Johnny pressed his lips together, frustrated. "I'm going to wait for Kyoka to say something, and that's that. I know you like her, it's like...super obvious, but I have too much respect for her to act on a tip alone."

"Then I will. I'll tell her it wasn't a date...and maybe ask her on one myself!" Kaminari said, a lightbulb popping into his head.

"I...don't think that's a good idea, Kaminari."

"Of course it is, she'd have a real date to replace a fake one!"

"No, because I'm pretty su-"

Kaminari left, shouting. "WISH ME LUCK!"

Johnny sighed and pulled out his phone.

Horseshoe: Kaminari heard us going out for ramen the other day.

Ears: SHIT! Is he okay? Do I need to apologize?

Horseshoe: No, he didn't catch on that it was a date.

Ears: Of course he didn't, the idiot. Alright, we just have to be more careful.

Horseshoe: He just told me to tell you that it wasn't a date, and...he's on his way to ask you on a real one.

Ears: This is a prank, right?

Horseshoe: No, he's on his way.

Ears: SHIT! I need to hide, I'm not ready!

Horseshoe: Just say you have somewhere to be, that's what I usually do.

Ears: No...he deserves honesty. Should I just come clean, about us? I want your permission before I do.

Horseshoe: If that is what you want...just remember that he isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, he could let it slip.

Ears: It's not like I'm telling him about One For All...if our relationship gets exposed, it's not really the end of the world.

Horseshoe: I suppose you're right, you'd really be comfortable with that?

Ears: Would you?

Horseshoe: I wouldn't be ashamed if people knew. Maybe some of those stupid fangirls would leave me alone.

Ears: Yeah, they'd be crucifying me instead...but I could probably kick their asses...I wouldn't be ashamed either.

Horseshoe: So...it wouldn't really be that big of deal.

Ears: I guess not. Alright, I'm telling him about us...can you be there? You don't have to be visible or anything, but I'd feel a bit more comfortable if you were.

Horseshoe: Sure, of course.

Ears: Thank you, Johnny...I'll see you when it's over.


"Ugh..." Jolyne turned over in her bed, only to find Anasui laying next to her, rubbing her hand.

"Good morning, darling."

"..."

"Jolyne?"

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

"What?!"

"WARN ME NEXT TIME! HOLY SHIT!"

"I'm sorry Jolyne...I just wanted to lay next to you." Anasui said, shamefully. "I mean, you are going to be my wife soon...so..."

Jolyne sighed. "Dude...all you had to was ask, I would've let you."

"Really?"

"I agreed to marry you, didn't I? Usually, that typically means we spend the rest of our lives together..."

"I know...it's just, I've pursued you for so long, and now that I finally have your love...I'm terrified of losing it." Anasui rolled onto his back. "You're just so...amazing..."

"You're last fiance cheated on you, right?" Jolyne asked, and Anasui nodded. "Did she fight a psychotic priest with you?"

"No."

"You...you saved my dad, Anasui. I didn't forget that...and you...well...goddamn it...I guess I love you."

"You do? You really do? This whole marriage thing wasn't just out of pity?"

"I do Narciso...just don't make a big deal out of it."

"I will, but...do you want to discuss...what exactly is going to come next?"

Jolyne raised an eyebrow. "Next?"

"Well, if we're getting married, what do you want out of it? What are we going to do for the future?"

"That's...surprisingly a very mature question. I don't really know yet, I'm still getting used to this. Whatever we want, I guess."

"Whatever we want?"

"Yeah, w-oh, OH! You want...why the hell not?"

"YES!"


"Oh hey JoJo!"

"Izuk-what the shit?!"

Izuku paused. "What?"

"Where's the mop top?!"

"Oh yeah! I got a haircut!" Izuku said with a smile. His green hair was significantly shorter, and while he still had his curls up top, the sides of his head were less bushy than they were before.

"Who are you, and what have you done to Izuku Midoriya?!"

"I thought I could change things up a bit."

"You have had the same wild and unruly hair since we were six, and you suddenly decided to cut it?! Grow it back, NOW!"

"No, I've been told I look nice three times today! I'm keeping it!"

"No, I'm putting my foot down, you aren't allowed to look decent! Grow, sit down, and grow."

"I'm putting more of an effort into my appearance! That way I don't have to be the baby face hero anymore!"

"Did you seriously go out and get a haircut just because we were teasing you?"

"Well, it's a reason, it was a bit of a wake up call for me. Don't get me wrong, it didn't hurt my feelings...but it's time I grew up a little bit."

"Izuku, you're probably the most mature out of everyone in our group."

"Yaoyorozu?"

"Okay, second most mature...hey, could you help me out?"

"Sure! What for?"

"Kyoka has to reject Kaminari today, and I'm gonna hide somewhere nearby. Do you want to come with? I'd imagine it would be nice to have some extra support."

"How would I hide?"

"In a tree, she's outside right now, doing homework. She's waiting for him to come to her."

"Okay, as long as Kaminari doesn't spot me."

"Do you really think he'd be that perceptive?"

"...fair..."


"Hey! Jiro!"

Here we go...

"Hey Kami...I've been meaning to talk to you."

"You have?"

"Yeah...look I know why you're here..."

"You do? That's weird, I don't..." Kaminski blanked out as his brain began a soft reboot.

Kyoka pinched the bridge of her nose. "I may as well get mine out of the way while you're buffering. Look...I know how you feel-"

"OH YEAH! Jiro, I just got done talking with JoJo-"

"That's what I'm talking about, you see, he and I are-"

"No, you're not. That's what I wanted to say! He said that you guys are just friends and that he was only being nice. I'm sorry Jiro, I know how you feel about him...but it wasn't a date."

Kyoka closed her eyes. "Yes it was, Kaminari, that's what I'm trying to-"

"Jiro, listen, he isn't the only guy out there, and I'm sure that he would want you to be happy. I want you to be happy, because you've been so great. Jiro...I like you, a LOT."

"You aren't listen-MMPH?!"

Kaminari kissed her.

At first, Kyoka's mind went blank, unable to process what was happening. Then, it began to dawn on her as her earphone jacks picked up rustling and angry whispers. Izuku was restraining Johnny.

As she became aware of her predicament, her earlier nervousness had turned to ANGER.

She shoved Kaminari off of her and walloped him right in the face, as hard as she possibly could.

*SMACK!*

"WHAT THE FUCK?! GET OFF OF ME!" She screamed.

Kaminari stumbled back, confused as the furious and violated Kyoka stood there, more furious than he had ever seen her. "OW! JIRO WHY?!"

"WHY?! YOU JUST KISSED ME WITHOUT MY CONSENT! WHAT KIND OF MANIAC WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!"

"I...I was trying to be romantic."

"YEAH?! WELL YOU JUST CROSSED A FUCKING LINE!" Kyoka said, jabbing her finger into Kaminari's chest. "WHY DID YOU THINK THAT WOULD WORK?!"

"I-I s-saw it in a-a movie..."

"A movie? OF COURSE!" Kyoka yelled, crying. "OF COURSE! WHY WOULD I EXPECT ANYTHING LESS?!"

"Jiro, I'm-"

"You know what? I was being too gentle. I guess I'm gonna have to be blunt, in order to get this into your THICK SKULL! I'M. NOT. AVAILABLE. OR. INTERESTED! YOU WANNA KNOW WHY?! I'M DATING JOJO! WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER SINCE THE GODDAMN YAKUZA RAID!"

"W-what?!"

"YOU HEARD ME! We wanted to keep our relationship private, but NOOOOOO, you just HAD to catch feelings, huh?! And I tried SO HARD, to let you down easy, because I fucking care about you! I tried to take your feelings into account, I should've KNOWN you wouldn't do the same!"

"Jiro..." Kaminari's voice came out broken, the full weight of his mistake had hit him. "I-I"

"You never THINK! You just...DO THINGS! I was trying to avoid hurting you! I should've known an idiot like you would find a way to hurt me instead..." Kyoka said, sniffling.

"Jiro, I'm so-"

"I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!" Kyoka yelled, and ran towards the building as Kaminari fell to his knees.

"I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry!"


Izuku frowned as he and Johnny reentered the building. "Do...do you think she is okay?"

"No, she isn't. Thanks for holding me back...I probably would've bashed his skull in. He's...he's a good guy, but...he's impulsive, and now Kyoka is hurting because of it. I need to see her, NOW...to think after having such a confidence booster like the festival...she would hit another low not even two days after...she needs comfort."

"Yeah...do you think he'll be jealous? Now that he definitely knows about you two?"

"I think so...I just hope he doesn't do another dumb thing to hurt her even more..."

Izuku nodded as they came to Kyoka's door. "I believe this is your stop."

"Yeah..." Johnny knocked on the door, and heard nothing. "Kyoka? It's me..."

Something tapped on the door from the inside, probably one of Kyoka's jacks, sending a message in Morse code.

"I'm a mess JoJo...I can't even talk. "

"Does it look like I care?"

More taps.

"The door's unlocked..."

Johnny nodded to Izuku, and walked in to find his girlfriend sitting on her bed in tears, hugging her pillow. Her bloodshot eyes met his, and the tears started up again. Johnny didn't say a word, he just walked over and sat next to her, pulling her in and running a hand through her hair.

It took a while before Kyoka could speak. "I was *sniff* really mean to him."

"You had every right to be."

"Why didn't he just LISTEN to me? I..." Kyoka fell silent.

Johnny sighed. "People do stupid things when they're in love...you remember all the stupid shit we did?"

"Heh *sniff* yeah..."

"He was already stupid, so he became double stupid. I think he realized that...are you going to be okay?"

"I don't think I can talk to him about it...not yet...*sniff*"

Johnny closed his eyes. "I hate seeing you vulnerable like this...you're always so strong. Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?"

"You're already doing it...although some French toast *sniff* wouldn't be bad." Kyoka said, her lips turning upwards.

"Aaaaand she's back."

"That doesn't give you the excuse to leave."

"Okay, how about I text Gyro? You know he'd be more than happy to make some for you."

"Okay..."

"Do you think you could forgive him? He looked like he felt pretty bad about it..."

Kyoka sniffed again, blowing her nose in a kleenex, before responding. "Yeah...I probably will. It wasn't like he was trying to take advantage of me or something...*sniff* I just need time."

Johnny nodded and rested his head on Kyoka's shoulder, and Kyoka took his hand for comfort, finally managing a smile.


Izuku, who was still standing in the doorway, unsure over whether or not he should leave, finally decided that he should leave them alone, and turned around to head back to his dorm, only to catch Anasui sneaking out of Jolyne's room, with her following close behind. As soon as the two noticed the OFA user, they both turned a bright shade of red.

"Why are you two acting so suspicous...it's...OH! OH NO!"

"Midoriya! It's not what you think!" Jolyne shook her hands frantically.

"Actually it's exactly what you were thinking." Anasui said, before Jolyne gave him a smack upside the head.

"YAKAMASHI!"

Izuku stiffly walked past them, blushing, before sprinting to his room as fast as he could. Jolyne glared at Anasui as he smirked. "I HATE you."

"No you don't."