Guest: Rewriting as a whole is kinda iffy for me. LTP is my way of growing as a writer, so I really want to keep almost everything, both my successes and my mistakes.
I plan certain arcs in advance. All For One going down, and the emergence of Kars in this universe's version of MVA was planned, and is important for future arcs. Also, certain characters might not be out of the fight yet. If I were to rewrite anything, it would probably be smaller subplots that don't affect the plot as much, but most of the Calamity arc is set in stone.
I do appreciate your criticism, but I'm afraid that I don't really want to change anything. I do have plans for groups such as the Meta Liberation Army and the CRC, but since I already have the story roughly planned out, I'm not going to risk a rewrite until I've finished it.
Fan-Fiction-faN0000: I've actually been meaning to cover that for a while now, and I'm going to cover it in the A/N below. In the meantime, I can answer your question on SBR-verse characters existing.
Johnny Kujo is more of a "Johnny Joestar coded" character, he isn't an alternate version of Jonathan Joestar, but rather Jonathan's descendant that was named after him. He's technically not the same character, he just shares similar story beats. He was born three years after Jolyne. Gyro is a descendant of Caesar Zeppeli's siblings, so he was born in a different era than his SBR-verse counterpart.
Diego is one of DIO's sons, rather than actually being DIO. He and Giorno are half-brothers.
Death Omen Star: Well, if the Stockpile quirk had a user, they would have a vestige. Plus, OFA is pretty old…so the original user of the Stockpile quirk (if there even was one) should be long dead by this point. Damashi is also not immortal, nor is he a vampire.
Also, GyMo is more of a side thing if anything, but it's due to what their respective characters represent.
Reginald: Thank you Reginald.
Euphoria: I'm not sure I want to make Rohan more overpowered than he already is. It's a neat idea though!
Dumpstertrashfire123: Thanks! I'm really glad to hear that!
Monster King: Alright!
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A/N: Hey! I kinda wanted to talk about something that has been bothering me a while…the timeline.
LTP itself has a clear timeline of events, and character development to go along with it…however, when I started this story, I was far more a fan of JJBA than I was of MHA…and as such…I based the timeline on JJBA's original universe.
And…MHA is supposed to take place in the far future. Meaning most of the JoJo's characters in my story should be long dead.
Instead, this story takes place a year or so after Stone Ocean, spanning from somewhere around 2013-2014…which not only goes against MHA's timeline, it also means several references within the story make absolutely no sense, like the FNAF references…since the first game came out around 2014. I was having a little too much fun, and I didn't pay any mind to chronological inconsistencies until it was too late. So…I came up with a way to try and make everything make sense.
LTP's universe has an altered history. Humanity progressed faster, Quirks emerged far earlier, and certain things were invented sooner than they were in reality. Things like the glowing baby, and the origin of AFO and OFA, happened somewhere in the 1700s. So, the FNAF references can happen because the games simply came out earlier, and the MHA half of the lore coexists with JJBA's. So if I'm stupid and make a modern reference, you can assume that it just happened earlier than it did in our history.
Phantom Blood actually took place in the early Quirk era (which is why most of the characters are still Quirkless), and Battle Tendency was in the middle of AFO's rule over Japan. Stardust Crusaders took place during the early All Might era, and so forth.
So…yeah. I know it's sort of a general explanation for my laziness, but hey…better than nothing, right?
"A Speedwagon Foundation helicopter entered our airspace? That's impossible, there's no way they should have been able to call for help!" Fumei exclaimed, taking his hammer and slamming it down on the table.
"Welp, either they somehow did, or we're just really unlucky." Reed's smarmy voice came over the intercom. "Polyphemus isn't responding…so whoever got off that helicopter took him out. We can only hope he managed to squash Kishibe before he went down."
"You don't get it! For all we know, Jotaro Kujo could have been on that thing! Worse, it could have been Giorno Giovanna! Speedwagon Foundation involvement means more Joestars!"
"Relaaaax! They aren't anywhere near the others, if this goes according to plan, we'll have the meteorite and be on our way to Vegas by tomorrow."
"...we're not bringing it to Vegas."
"Oh c'mon! What better way to spread the word that we've got a miracle rock than one of the greediest places on Earth?"
Fumei sighed, and took the picture of his family off of his desk. He knew that Reed's involvement was temporary, there was no way someone so materialistic could ever possess an artifact as powerful as the meteorite…once the yeti was dead, Sampson was going to kill Reed too.
He couldn't help but wonder what his family would think of the man he had to become. Would they hate him? Would they understand the sacrifices he had to make? He wasn't the same man his wife married…and his child…
It didn't matter, he was doing this for them. If everything worked out as he hoped it would, they would never know about the blood on his hands, and while they may never forgive him for "abandoning" them…the meteorite would solve everything, of that he could be sure. Of course…he had one major obstacle in his way…one that he was going to eliminate, here and now.
"We'll discuss the escape plan later…you focus on eliminating Joestar and Aizawa, and Sampson will handle the yeti. I'll get back to you once All Might is dead."
"...is killing him a good idea? I mean, we both know he's useless, but a LOT of people around the world revere the man. If it ever got out that you killed him-"
"I don't give a damn. He's dying."
"Ooookay. Take it from a guy that understands value better than anyone…what you're about to do has a heavy price."
"If you know that…then I'm sure you're also aware of the cost of questioning me."
Reed went silent in response to the threat. While Fumei knew it was unnecessary, he was getting sick and tired of the treasurer's voice. He didn't need counsel from a soon-to-be dead man, especially from someone who couldn't see past his own avarice.
It was no wonder Reed was the God of the Underworld, because all he was doing was dragging Fumei down.
"I'm fully aware of what I am doing, Reed. I know the risk, I know who I'm killing…and I have everything under control. Stick to your side of the plan, and…you'll get what you're owed."
"Do you now?"
Fumei froze at his desk, and he slowly turned to find Camille Dubois standing behind him, glaring at him with nothing short of murderous intent. His breath caught in his throat, realizing that he was likely busted, but he managed to keep his cool.
"Camille."
The archeologist began fidgeting with her necklace, laced with multiple Red Stones, each differing in size. She took off the necklace…and began wrapping it around her hand at the knuckles. "Yeah, you seem completely in control Damashi…almost as if you were brains behind all of this. We both know you aren't lacking in that department either."
"Well, that's why you hired me, is it no-"
"...who are you?"
"...what do you mean by that?"
Camille narrowed her eyes. "When I hired you all those years ago, it was with the knowledge that you were a brilliant analyst and inventor. Your credentials were sound, the story about your wife and child was enough to pull on my heartstrings…and yet…I don't think you've been honest with me, have you?"
"Camille, with all due respect, we can't afford to not trust each other right now." Fumei replied, circling around to grab his hammer off of the desk.
*CRACK!*
"GAH!" The God of Fire pulled back his hand. There was a flash of light…and it had intercepted his hand before he could grab his tool.
'Damn it all! Why is she questioning me NOW?!'
"I looked into our newest donation, from The Stranger. You know…the donor that came out of nowhere, with a member of the former League of Villains toting him around? Warned us about Joestar? Do you know what I found, Damashi?" Camille asked. "It was linked to a bank account belonging to a certain man by the name of Akuma Shukyou."
"Interesting, I never really-"
"Akuma Shukyou was a legitimate businessman back in the 70s, construction…but the thing is…many people within some of society's nastier circles say that it was a front, an alias. Considering that Akuma Shukyou can be roughly translated to DEMON LORD, I think we can safely say that he was actually All For One in disguise, yes?"
"So The Stranger is using All For One's bank account, All For One's currently rotting in a cell, picking daisies in La La Land." Fumei countered. "His money is up for grabs."
"The gist is, The Stranger is an extremely shady character…so imagine my surprise when he told me he found out about our operation from someone on the inside."
"You suspect me, I take it?"
"Oh no…I know it's you." Camille said, her lips curling down in disdain. "Calypso is awake, Damashi…and she told me that it was you who suggested that she should attack Joestar, conveniently in the spot where the yeti was last spotted."
This was bad. Camille wasn't just suspicious of him…she was already fully aware of everything he had been up to…and she already knew that he had sent Calypso into an unwinnable fight.
"You knew that if she was mutilated or killed, it would scare us into initiating the Daedalus Protocol, right?" Camille asked, killing intent dripping off of every word. "Well, you underestimated her. She pulled through, and spilled the beans."
"I made a bad decision, alright?! You have no proof it was a setup!"
"...maybe not, but after translating All For One's fake name…I thought I'd take a stab at yours."
"..."
"Fumei Damashi means Unknown Deceiver! You thought you were being cheeky with that, weren't you?!" Camille snarled. "While I may have no proof of a setup, I do have proof that you aren't who you say you are!"
"...you did more research on me than that…didn't you?"
"I did."
"I see…such a shame." Fumei's mouth began to emit flames. "Because now you have to die."
'His voice was so familiar.'
It was troubling how familiar his attacker's voice was. The tone, the inflection…it all was so damn familiar, yet frightening at the same time. It was because somehow, Toshinori knew that the hatred he heard did NOT belong there, it was like a perversion of his attacker's nature…but nonetheless…it was there, and it was real.
Whoever sent the Minotaur after him despised him with every fiber of their being.
'What did I do to them though?'
If there was one thing he was painfully aware of, it was that even with OFA, he wasn't perfect. He managed to become the Symbol of Peace he had always dreamed of being, assuring everyone that things are alright…but that was because everyone viewed him from rose-tinted glasses. He had many triumphs…but he was just as human as the civilians he tried to protect…he failed too.
If someone truly believed in him, and he ended up failing them…their perception of him would inevitably be that of a fraud.
'I can't help it…if I failed to save them, or someone close to them…they had to have known that I tried, right? I'm not perfect, no matter how much power I wield.' Toshinori thought to himself, trying to keep his mind off of his burns. 'I can never be perfect…I just try to be better.'
*BOOM!*
Toshinori jumped as a loud crash echoed across the mountain. Birds were disturbed by the impact…and they were flying away from the direction from which he just came.
'Don't tell me…'
His fears were confirmed when a flaming dot came out of the hole in the side of the facility…and began making a beeline up the slope towards him. Toshinori gasped and began hobbling faster, trying to find some means of cover before the Minotaur closed the distance.
'Why is this thing so persistent?! What is it, a slasher movie villain?!"
Is if it were answering the question, the Minotaur ripped off one of it's horns, holding the superheated piece of itself as if it were a dagger.
'Okay…this is a load of bull-'
*BOOM!*
The Minotaur's cracked chest exploded, sending shrapnel directly at Toshinori. The retired hero raised his arms, but a shard of metal went right into his leg. He stumbled and fell to the ground, all while the beast approached at breakneck speed.
'OW! That…definitely cut a tendon or something…I forgot that it's like a machine! It doesn't feel pain, it doesn't care how badly it is damaged, it won't stop until it either kills me, or it can't move anymore.'
With his current state, fighting back like he did before would be suicide.
Toshinori applied pressure to his leg wound, and quickly searched for an escape route. He only had about thirty seconds before the Minotaur closed the distance, at which point he was certain to die. That's when he spotted something in the distance, and his gaze became determined once more.
'Jackpot.'
Remembering that he "borrowed" the Minotaur's fire axe to replace the Piston Fist, he pulled out the pole and examined it…and maybe it was a hallucination from blood loss, but he swore it looked just like…
"Were you planning to fight all those villains off with just a lead pipe?"
Toshinori shook off the nostalgia and proceeded to flip the switch, activating the axe. He then ran (with some difficulty) straight at the cliffside, and buried the blade of the axe into the wall. Toshinori heaved himself up the wall just as the Minotaur slammed straight into it, sending bits of rock and shattered metal everywhere.
'That hole…it melted the rock on contact!' Toshinori realized once he looked down. 'This thing is turning up the heat, regardless of the damage it's doing to itself. It's planning on taking me with it!'
The Minotaur pulled itself free and began climbing after him, roaring in frustration. Flames continued to spew out of it like gushing blood, and yet it climbed. Toshinori knew he couldn't afford to continue just staring at the thing, so he continued to climb towards the top of the cliff side, where a strange cloud was beginning to form.
Earlier, he had spotted a small shack up there, with flashing lights in the window. It didn't take much to realize that his attacker, and the Minotaur's creator, was likely observing the fight from up there. If he could get to the…user(?), then perhaps knocking them out would be a way to shut the Minotaur down for good.
Then again…it was far from a safe bet…the user could be even more dangerous than their creation…
"You already know how Zeus works, don't you?" Camille asked, as the two circled each other.
Fumei reached for his desk and snatched the picture of his family, putting it in his coat pocket. He had an inkling of how Camille's Stand worked, but only the information that she was willing to disclose to the rest of Pantheon. This wasn't the first time someone had tried to double cross her, the only difference was that they were stupid. Zeus allegedly fired some sort of orbital strike…
"My Stand is decent in hand-to-hand combat, but that's not it's strong suit. From the moment you were within range of me…your fate was sealed." The archaeologist stated, adjusting the necklace wrapped around her hand…which now resembled bedazzled brass knuckles. "Zeus has already begun it's attack."
*CRACK!*
Fumei cried out as a bolt of lightning tore through his workshop, destroying his control center and the wall behind it. He was thrown clean out into the open air….
…and several beams of light punctured the ground around him, nearly cheesing him on the spot.
"The Red Stone of Aja. A rare gem that can amplify and condense light into a powerful beam." Camille calmly exited the smoking remains of the building, twirling the necklace around. "Prized possessions of the Hamon Tribe. While there were rumors of a large one, I've collected several of them to add to this 'necklace' of mine."
"You...bitch…" Fumei began to pry himself from the ground, pins and needles traveling across his body from the lightning bolt. He had been hit hard…and fast. Camille was just as dangerous as she presented herself to be.
"Zeus alone cannot guarantee a kill. Lightning is unpredictable, uncontrollable…but the light from it can be focused through the Red Stones." Camille wrapped the Red Stone necklace around her hand again. "I've spent many years collecting them all…and it wasn't just because of my profession."
Fumei propped himself up, and looked down the side of the mountain, hoping for some means of escape…when he saw something that made his blood run cold.
All Might.
The former Symbol of Peace was climbing the cliffside, coming right for him. The Minotaur, now ripped to pieces due to it's own rampage, was climbing after him, but it was clear that if it didn't catch him soon, it was going to fall apart.
'He…escaped the arena? He actually managed to SURVIVE for this long?! No…this is just luck, nothing more. Either way, if Camille continues attacking me, that bastard might actually manage to escape!
No…no, I can't focus on vengeance right now. Camille is serious, she's definitely going to kill me! She might even know who I really am, and then-'
Fumei got to his feet, glaring down at All Might.
'He'll be free to take what's left of my life.'
He turned to Camille, and activated Hephaestus once more.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Fumei belched out flames…only for them to fizzle out right before his eyes.
'WHAT?!'
"Come on "Damashi", did you really think I wouldn't be prepared for your fire?" Camille taunted. "Feel the air around you."
Fumei quickly realized her point, as the air had grown even colder. In fact, it was freezing, yet Camille seemed like she was in her own personal little warm spot.
'I thought it called down lightning! Zeus can also affect the temperature?!'
*CRACK!*
Lightning struck down again…but this time it was nowhere near him. However, like Camille had already told him…that didn't matter in the slightest. The Red Stones shot several beams of light directly at him, and Fumei cried out as one grazed his leg…burning his flesh clean off.
"GYAAAAGH!"
"Hurts like hell, doesn't it?"
*BAM!*
Zeus punched Fumei in the stomach while he was down, knocking the air out of his lungs before he could even attempt to breathe fire, and then the Stand grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him clean off of the ground. It was going to choke him to death, preventing him from using Hephaestus.
"You really thought you were clever, didn't you?! You really thought you could just waltz in here and steal my answers from me, all for a wife and child that probably forgot you!"
Camille reached into Fumei's pocket to pull out the picture of his family, all while he desperately tried to snatch it from her, to no avail. She looked at the picture, and her angry expression saddened.
"I…really just don't know what to say to you anymore. I legitimately trusted you…I guess…I was a little too naive. Well no more."
Zeus dragged the struggling blacksmith until they came to a much warmer spot…and even though his vision was darkening, he could make out what looked to be dark clouds forming above them, crackling with energy.
'Warm spot…clouds…it was freezing over there…
Her ability…she's creating hot and cold fronts, creating a miniature thunderstorm in the center! That's how she's striking from above!'
It made perfect sense. Zeus, upon closer inspection, had lightning bolt-shaped arrows on it's chest, each pointing a different direction. It wasn't just summoning lightning out of nowhere, it was simply manipulating the temperature of the air, the Red Stones making up for the inaccuracy of the weather phenomena.
However, none of that mattered if he couldn't loosen the Stand's grip around his throat. He couldn't use Hephaestus if he couldn't breathe.
Electricity crackled above his head, threatening to smite him with every second, as Camille held the Red Stones directly in front of his face.
"Anyone who gets in the way of our dream, can burn up and die!"
Camille wanted answers.
As any archaeologist would. It was why she had chosen the profession to begin with. She had always been fascinated with the mysteries of the past, ever since she had watched Raiders of the Lost Ark as a child.
Camille loved learning about different cultures, religions, practices…and most importantly, Stands. She was a Stand enthusiast, as she had been born with Zeus, and wanted to learn more about how these powers came to be. That, and their bizarre connection to Quirks.
When she found out about the Stand-creating meteorite, now carved into arrows, through a discussion with a Speedwagon Foundation archaeologist, she was determined to get her hands on an arrow or two to study them. She even had her own theory on the subject, and how it connected to the world at large.
There was another Stand-granting phenomena called Devil's Palms, moving land masses that sporadically materialized, and granted Stands to anyone worthy enough to pass through them, and killed anyone that wasn't. They were incredibly rare, and likely wouldn't appear for another 50 years, but she could afford to wait that long…as long as she got a sample of the meteorite.
She wanted to analyze the soil of a Devil's Palm, and the material that the meteorite was made out of, because her theory was that they were one and the same. That the meteorites were actually Devil's Palms from space, either formed during the Big Bang, or the remnants of a planet long destroyed. If she could manage to prove that these two were the same phenomena, it would be a revolutionary discovery.
Plus, it could also lead to the origin of Quirks.
She finally got that chance when she met Calypso. An Oceanographer also dedicated to discovering the unknown, the two bonded over their interests and theories surrounding the world they lived in, and grew closer. The relationship inevitably turned romantic, and now Camille could safely say that her second-in-command was the most important person in her life.
Pantheon truly began with innocent intentions. She and Calypso started it up to fulfill their dreams, simple as that. They brought on anyone who could help…but…not everyone wanted the meteorite for research.
People inevitably just wanted to wield the power of a Stand, or wanted to sell the rock to the highest bidder. It was them, the unruly few, that truly provoked the Yeti's fury and launched Pantheon into a full blown war. Camille had mistakenly assumed the best of them, and they were launched into a conflict that lasted over a decade.
Now…she was hardened, cold, untrusting. Pantheon became less like people accomplishing their dreams and the pursuit of science, and more like a crime syndicate. Even then, she hadn't seen Fumei Damashi's betrayal coming…he had been one of the first people she had hired, but just like all the rest…he was just after power.
Even worse, he had put the woman she loved in mortal peril…and there was no way she was going to let that slide. Whoever Fumei Damashi truly was…he was going to pay with his life.
Fumei stared up at the dark cloud, and then despite the fact that he was not only being choked to death, but he was about to get his head incinerated…he smiled.
Camille noticed this, and her eyes narrowed…and that's when something flew up from the side of the cliff.
*BOOM!*
The Minotaur had flung it's arm past Toshinori, and straight into the storm cloud, detonating and upsetting the balance between the hot and cold fronts Zeus had been generating. He had intentionally jeopardized his revenge in favor of sabotaging Camille's attack. Zeus loosened it's grip just a hair from surprise…and that was all Fumei needed.
He kicked out just as the light from the explosion managed to catch the Red Stones, and two of the beams grazed his face, but did not burn through it. Fumei fell to the ground, sucking in air, and when he got up…there were two diagonal burns traveling from his jawline to his forehead, going across his nose.
Now…he was pissed.
"You're here rattling off about dreams? What the fuck would you ever know about how important that rock is?!"
"Excuse me?!" Camille wrestled the Red Stone necklace back onto her hand.
"Dreams are for children." Fumei said, fury on his face. "And pompous fools like that man down there only encourage that stupidity. It's time to wake up, Camille…let me teach you how harsh reality is."
He took a deep breath, and breathed fire right into his open hands, and to Camille's astonishment…he molded the fire into something akin to a snowball.
"Your body is fire resistant?!"
"Not something a Stand normally does, right?"
*FWOOSH!*
He hurled the fireball directly at her, and it split into several. Zeus quickly moved to protect it's user, and punched the fireballs clean out of the air. Camille winced as a few minor burns formed on her hands, but she kept up the attack.
The arrows on Zeus' chest switched, and the temperatures changed. Fumei found himself in a cold front once more, but this time he was ready.
"Nice try!"
He found back his fist, and punched the ground, releasing an explosion of fire that catapulted him into the warm front on the opposite side.
"Fire?! But…" Then Camille realized what was happening. "You didn't sacrifice your monster's arm just to save yourself…"
Fumei grinned as he revealed he was actually wearing part of the Minotaur's armor, still on fire. "The armor prevents the elements from putting the flame out, keeping the Minotaur operational…and it also shields my flames from YOU!"
"Like a furnace…clever. Your Hephaestus has always been a mystery, your ability to shape fire like a physical object is Stand-like…but now that I know that your body is fireproof." Camille narrowed her eyes. "Could it be…"
She didn't have time to speculate, because Fumei had forged a spear out of his fire breath.
"SHIT!"
Zeus attempted to catch it, but it was lit ablaze. Camille screamed as fire crawled up her body, and fell to the ground, writhing in pain.
"I'm sorry, can you catch the air? Did you seriously think you could just hold an open flame in the palm of your hand? That ability is mine and mine alone." Fumei taunted, and spewed fire into his hands once more…and he molded it into the rough shape of a gun.
"On…the contrary…the only thing in the palm of my hand is YOU!"
'Wait…THE RED STONES!'
Camille had intentionally let him set her ablaze, because she was still wielding multiple Red Stones of Aja. Beams of light fired indiscriminately from the burning archaeologist, as it then began to rain. Fumei screamed as the beams pierced his body, burning holes straight through him, and he was thrown off of the side of the mountain by the force of the blow.
Zeus crossed it's arms upon being put out, and Camille walked over to the edge of the cliff…relatively unharmed.
"Zeus was circulating air around it's body when it caught that attack of yours. It repelled a majority of your flames…I was just buying time for my weather to turn to rain."
Lightning was crackling in the miniature cloud above, and Fumei held on tight to the rock he had managed to hold onto. It made sense…the hot and cold fronts were also rapidly building moisture in the air…it was really only a matter of time before it rained, also putting him at a heavy disadvantage.
The Stand punched at the ledge, trying to get Fumei to fall, but he instead managed to catch the fist with his gauntlet…further confusing his opponent.
"How did you tou-"
He yanked himself upwards, using the enemy Stand as leverage, and breathed fire directly into Zeus' face. Camille jolted backwards, and her Stand ended up pulling him up as a result. Once his feet were on solid ground, he slugged Zeus across the face, and dry heaved flames at max output, propelling himself back into the building.
He could finally cut loose.
He quickly took a look at his wounds…and luckily, the blasts from the Red Stones didn't pierce vitals. In the cracked remains of his computer screens, he could see that the long, jagged burns were bad. It didn't really matter though…it was just a reminder that the man he once was, was gone for good.
He grabbed his hammer, and put on a special support item he had designed…a mask that connected to a set of brass work gloves…meaning the rain could no longer impede his breath. His fire would be directly distributed to his hands.
*CRACK!*
Lightning came down outside, which could only mean…
Fumei ducked behind his workbench as beams of light came shooting through the remains of his control center, snagging his mask on the way down.
Camille stepped inside, angrily massaging the burns on her face. "Fight's over, Damashi! I've built up enough moisture to smite this whole building…so just come out and take it like a man!"
"Fight's over? Oh no, Camille…"
Damashi stepped into view, his entire face covered with the mask. The eye holes were lit by his flames, as he breathed fire into the tubes connected to his gloves. Exhaust pipes located on the palms of his gloves shot out flames…which he then proceeded to warp into swords.
"...it's only just started."
"What are you doing here?!"
Shizuka scoffed, and crossed her arms. "Y'know, a: "Thanks for saving my ass Shizuka!" would be nice."
"I-I…what?"
"You also have yet to answer my question."
"I don't know where your father is, we were separated by this Stand…it warped me here to meet that thing!"
Joseph's adopted daughter huffed in exasperation, and kicked the downed cyclops in the gut. The cyclops groaned in pain, and a tear slid down his cheek.
"Well shit. Guess we've got to do things the hard way."
Shizuka turned around and began walking in a random direction, much to Rohan's confusion. She turned around, and gestured for him to follow her, which he did after a bit of hesitation. The two walked in silence for a few minutes, all while Rohan was still mulling over the fourteen year old's sudden appearance. She seemed to be confident in what she was doing…
"So, do you know where we are going?"
Rohan immediately facepalmed.
"What do you mean?! You wanted me to follow you!"
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did!"
"Rohan, I'm a fourteen year old girl that was raised in the heart of New York CIty, do you really think I would be able to navigate the fucking Himilayas?"
"I…you!"
"I mean, come on man…what reasonable adult would think that I know what I'm doing?"
The mangaka looked like he was about to have an aneurysm, and Shizuka began laughing, further adding to the artist's frustration. "I am this close to making it so you can only speak Portuguese, I could do it you know…I could do it right now."
"You could, but isn't that child abuse?"
"You think I care?!"
"Just get me to my father in relatively one piece, and you can go back to your pretty drawings, alright?" Shizuka said with a smirk. "Hey Yaoyorozu, you watching?"
"Wha-"
"There's some strange weather patterns East of here, not too far either." Momo Yaoyorozu's voice suddenly came from the drone, and a small screen popped out to show them a map. "Completely isolated within a circumference of 60 meters…definitely a Stand Battle if I've ever seen one."
"What the hell?! Shouldn't you be at your work study right now?"
"Majestic believes I am merely using the bathroom. I haven't got much time…I'll have Aerosmith autopilot you there…and if you need help, just shout and one of us should hopefully answer."
Rohan huffed, accepting that as random as Shizuka's entrance on the scene was…she was probably what they needed right now. In fact, she had a habit of coming in clutch whenever there was a critical moment, even when she was a baby. His Stand Battle with Ken Oyanagi and his Stand Boy II Man was only won with the infant Shizuka's help, after all.
Hell, even recently she helped turn the tides during the fight with the Doctor.
"Listen Rohan…I know I probably shouldn't be here. I'm far too young to be risking my life like this, and I'm not even training to be a hero or anything. I'm Dad's heir for Joestar Realty…so I should be taking business classes and all that shit." Shizuka sighed and ran a hand through her hair, as she stared out into the horizon. "...but you can feel it, right?"
"...the winds are changing." The mangaka agreed, lowering his head. "DIO and his Calamity plan have shifted us in a new…and completely unknown direction. I…can feel that, yes."
"My old man is here for a reason, I can feel it." Shizuka grimaced. "Hermit Purple wouldn't have given him the hint about the meteorite if he didn't have to find something here. I…can't help but feel that whatever answers he may find, it might help us…I don't know."
"So you came here to help him find it."
"...yes. It's the least I could do…" Joseph's adopted daughter nodded at Aerosmith, which began flying towards the unknown weather phenomena. "Welp…we have a plan now, so let's get to it. This is also my first time in the Himalayas, so I want to get some sightseeing in!"
"Of course you do…"
Reed grinned as the angry mob spread all throughout the temple, determined to find and tear the Joestar group apart. Of course, it wasn't personal for either the heroes or the workers he was sending to kill them…it was simply good business.
It was Darwinism. Survival of the fittest, Reed didn't really need to worry about them, it was their very nature to be exploited. He wielded the most powerful form of currency there is: information, and that would always put him at the top. To put things in simpler terms: Joestar, Eraserhead, and that ape were financial liabilities…and like any good businessman, he provided a simple but effective solution for removing said liability.
The dregs of society would do anything for a chance at privilege, which was why they were going to take care of the problem for him.
"They won't be enough."
Reed froze. The voice spoke in a soft, almost comforting whisper…but it did little to stop the chills from crawling up his back. He could feel harsh, cold breath on the back of his neck…and it didn't take much to know what was behind him.
"Why are you here?"
"...I heard what you were saying about Joestar…he intrigues me…" The cold, black entity whispered into his ear. "...that man…I wish to meet him. Please hold off on killing him…"
"Why?"
"He wants to die…yet he doesn't at the same time. For some reason…he refuses death's embrace…I want to know the reason…" The air was only growing colder, and Reed didn't dare to turn around. He was far too frightened of what was behind him to even move.
A stone hand, covered in hairline cracks, gripped Reed by the shoulder. Not exactly in a threatening way, but it was terrifying regardless. Almost every member of Pantheon was afraid of this being…their most reclusive and mysterious member, who only came out of hiding when he was needed…and for the first time in years, he had come out of hiding on his own accord. Reed swallowed his fear, and slowly turned to face the shadow…
Only for the blade of a scythe to be placed directly on his throat.
"I am being as polite as I possibly could to a man like you…but if you're intending to use that silver tongue of yours…there will be no negotiation. I will have Joestar to myself."
"I-I…uh…"
"You know what happens when I cut you with this, correct?"
"What do you have to gain from that geezer anyway?" Reed tried to distract himself from the scythe, as he was VERY aware of what it did…and if he even thought about it, he would definitely panic.
"Nothing…or…perhaps everything."
"If you don't mind…I personally think this is pointless. He's expired milk, not fine wine-"
The blade of the scythe twitched.
"-but who am I to stop you?"
The blade was pulled away from his neck, and Reed gasped, massaging it to make sure he wasn't cut. He whirled around…but the figure threatening him was already gone.
'Does Damashi know about this? I know that every member of Pantheon is notified when we initiate the Daedalus Protocol…but…it drew Thanatos out!'
The God of Death has entered the fray.
Toshinori threw himself up and over the ledge, gasping for air. All around him, rain, flames, and lighting bolts tore up the landscape…a result of the chaotic battle that had been raging above him for the entirety of the climb.
Now he was face-to-face with the action.
Camille Dubios, the head of Pantheon, was locked in deadly combat with a masked man…sporting eerily familiar curly black hair. He was creating all sorts of weapons and tools from the flames he was shooting from a pair of gauntlets, and the flames seemed to be traveling from his mask.
This was clearly the man who created the Minotaur, speaking of-
*BOOM!*
The tattered bull exploded past the ledge and roughly landed a few meters away, flames spewing out of almost every crevice in it's body.
'I saw the weather from down there…the only way I'm going to beat this thing is the rain! I need to get closer to that fight!'
Toshinori struggled to his feet, and then took off his jacket, all while the bull thrashed around…struggling to move in it's incredibly damaged state. The retired hero activated the flaming axe, and began hobbling towards the battle. The Minotaur got down onto it's three remaining limbs, and began charging after him.
That's when a giant flaming fist blocked Toshinori's path, heading directly towards him.
'SHIT! THE USER!'
Damashi burst from the fist, and punched the former Symbol of Peace in the jaw. Toshinori spat out blood, and tried to throw a punch back…but the God of Fire was fueled by rage, having abandoned his fight with Camille just to beat on Toshinori. He slammed Toshinori into the ground, face first.
"You fucking piece of hypocritical GARBAGE!" Damashi screamed, and he grabbed ahold of Toshinori's hair, proceeding to yank the retired hero's bloodied face up to meet his oncoming doom at the hands of the Minotaur. "YOU THINK YOU HAVE ANY RIGHT TO LIVE?!"
"That's my line Damashi!"
A lightning bolt crashed down…and a beam of light shot right past Damashi, hitting the Minotaur and blowing it's right leg clean off. Camille's Stand, Zeus, began to rapidly switch the arrows on it's chest back and forth…and that's when the storm began to spin.
'Don't tell me she's-'
"It's time to put an end to this…you've forced me to use Zeus' Twister technique." Camille, covered in burns and some gushing wounds, began to back away. "By rapidly switching my hot and cold fronts, it creates an updraft from multiple angles, causing the air to spin…and I think you know what's about to happen next."
Damashi grunted in annoyance as a tornado touched down, and it began careening right for him. He dropped Toshinori's head to the ground, and began creating something in his palms. "You're really determined to get in my way, aren't you Camille?"
'What's going on? I thought they were on the same side…' Toshinori thought to himself as blood dripped down his face, which was starting to swell. 'This man's name is…Damashi? Why would he call himself a deceiver? Some kind of joke?'
That's when the tornado began to grow in size.
"It is currently an F3." Camille stated, calmly. "Our battle has drastically altered the temperature of the battlefield, so the tornado is already at decent strength."
Toshinori cried out as he, Damashi, and the Minotaur were all pulled into the swirling vortex. Zeus made an attempt to grab him, but Damashi caught onto Toshinori's leg, and he yanked Toshinori into the raging winds alongside him.
'This is bad! If I get flung from the tornado, the fall will definitely be the death of me!' The retired hero thought as he lost Damashi within the chaos. 'I'm completely out of options…is…is this it? Am I done for?'
Flames burst from the tornado, and the Minotaur emerged from the winds. It was systematically blowing up parts of it's body in order to reach him, still doggedly pursuing him despite everything that was being thrown at it. Toshinori quickly realized that the tornado was carrying him right towards it…but at this point, there was little he could do.
However…if he was going down, he was going down swinging.
'Mirai…you said that if I continued down this path…I would suffer an unspeakable death at the hands of a villain. I assumed it was Shigaraki, but he's gone…was this what you saw? My foolish quest for a Stand being my downfall?
I promised Young Midoriya's mother that I would continue living, for his sake. At the same time, I can't live with myself if something ever happens to that boy…if my death means that he can have the future he deserves, then I'll happily go to my grave!'
Toshinori took the end of the fire axe, and aimed straight for the hole in the Minotaur's chest.
'But until then, I will not stop fighting!'
*CRUNCH!*
Toshinori impaled the Minotaur on the stick, and screamed in both fury and pain as the flames exploded all over him…but despite the fact that he was literally burning to death, he thrusted the weapon deeper into the mechanical bull's gut. The tornado carried the burning combatants higher and higher into the atmosphere, but Toshinori continued his attack regardless.
"You never quit…do you?!" Toshinori grunted out. "It's the way you were built…well…I'm…BUILT THE SAME WAY!"
He then activated the axe, causing the blade to pop out within the Minotaur's chest, introducing one heat source to another. The Minotaur began crumbling to pieces, overheating to the point of no return, and it tilted it's head back and screamed in a feral rage.
"We're both as stubborn as a bull! I'm afraid…my horns…were just a little bit sharper."
Toshinori kicked the remains of the beast away, and it fizzled away into the winds. His vision began to darken, and he became aware of how utterly fucked he really was. He had been burnt by that thing twice…and he was rapidly losing blood from how much the tornado was flinging him around.
'I…did my best…it was all I could do…'
Toshinori closed his eyes, resigned.
'It's up to Lady Luck now…and frankly…I'm not sure she's on my side this time. Looks like whoever that Damashi was…he got what he wanted in the end. To think…all this time…I thought it would be in some glorious last hurrah…but…I guess that just like everything else, it's with a whimper.
Young Midoriya…I pray you do not meet the same fate…I hope…even without the meteorite…I have done enough…"
With that last thought, Toshinori lost consciousness…and was lost to the winds…
"THE END IS NIGH!"
Johnny slowly looked up from his phone to find that an old man was currently floating above him…and sighed, putting his phone away. "Yare yare daze…wonder what this guy's shtick is?"
"The man that tore through these streets was just the beginning! Soon, very soon, society as we know it will crumble…I have foreseen it!" The old man continued, clearly referring to Kars. "We must be prepared, my friends, for only I can find the root of this darkness before it is too late!"
"Hey, do you fucking mind?"
"Hm?" The old man looked down to see Johnny, and his eyes brightened. "YOU! You're Johnny Kujo! You took 4th place in the Steel Ball Run, and overcame your limitations to return to the hero course, correct?"
"...yes? That's old news." The former jockey retorted, checking his phone again. "Listen, I have a date…so could you take all your pious "end of the world" bullshit somewhere else? I really don't want to have to deal with this right now."
"What a rude young man…can't you see that I am warning the masses?"
"Okay." Johnny pulled out his phone again. "You mind telling me which retirement home you came out of so I can give them a cal-"
"HOW DARE YOU! I am society's savior, here to root out the darkness that will lead to our ruination!" Starservant angrily proclaimed. "I am not even that old!"
"The only thing you're rooting out is other crazies, and desperate people that were impacted by what Kars did." Johnny retorted. "You're taking advantage of a tragedy, don't kid yourself."
"He was a sign! An archangel sent from above to purge Mustafu of sinners, to open our eyes to the darkness that has taken hold of hero society! I-"
"How about you go home, sit down, and think about where you went wrong in life?" The Joestar interrupted the speech, putting his phone away. "Because I guarantee that's a much better option than whatever you're about to do."
"...for all you know, this is a peaceful protest."
"Then why are you stealing glass from the windows around us?"
"...I…like glass?"
"...yare yare…look, I'm giving you the option to walk away. As long as you stop what you're doing, I won't have to stop you. Cause trust me, if you want a fight…glass won't be the only thing I'll be shattering."
"Are you threatening me, young man?!"
"Warning you. Like I said, I have a date, I'd rather not have to get in a fight…but if you're planning on using that glass you're collecting to put people in danger, then I'll fight." Johnny responded, and Tusk emerged from behind him, threateningly hovering above it's user. "I'll even tell you how this is going to go, if you'd like."
"I already know…" Starservant suddenly conjured a giant ball of glass above his head, getting ready to hurl it towards the ground. "SHOW YOURSELF, HERALD OF DARKNESS! ENLIGHTENED FALLEN KING!"
*BOOM!*
At that moment, Johnny's least favorite hero slammed into the glass orb, instantly blowing it to smithereens.
"FLASHFIRE FIST!"
Starservant screamed as Endeavor's flames blasted him back, but he quickly maneuvered his glass balls to catch himself before he hit the ground. He quickly moved to escape…
Only for Tusk to grab him by the face. The number one hero quickly turned to pursue the criminal, only to realize the lunatic preacher had already been caught…and was screaming bloody murder from within a Stand's grip.
"...JoJo."
"Endeavor."
"IT'S HIM! HE IS THE SOURCE OF THE DARKNESS, HE WI-"
Johnny roughly threw the villain to the ground and began walking away, not even saying so much as a word. Endeavor hoisted the villain up and cuffed him, staring after Johnny for a moment, before resuming his work.
"That boy doesn't seem to like you." Starservant wheezed out.
"...he shouldn't."
"GIVE IT UP DAMASHI!" Camille called up to the swirling skies, with Zeus still rapidly switching the hot and cold fronts. "YOUR FIRE WILL BE PUT OUT BEFORE IT CAN TOUCH ME!"
'That's what you think, Dubios.' Damashi thought as he narrowly avoided debris from his old control center. 'Did you really think I'd be stupid enough to abandon our fight just to kick the crap out of that bastard? From the very beginning…All Might and the Minotaur were my ACE IN THE HOLE!'
He knew damn well that if he stayed in this tornado, he would eventually either be thrown out of it, or he would be shredded by debris. However, All Might surviving his initial skirmish with his creation had turned out to be a blessing in disguise…however, he couldn't let Camille know that he had intentionally let All Might climb to the top…he had to "attack" All Might in order to distract Camille from his real plan.
A beam of light from the Red Stones pierced through the winds, and Damashi used his Flame Breath Repulsors to propel himself out of danger…only to accidentally propel himself into a flying boulder. It slammed right into his back, and Damashi cried out in agony, feeling the familiar iron taste of blood in his mouth.
'Still…I have to survive…this beating first!'
She was right, he could only release flames in short bursts…not enough to create a weapon or anything remotely useful enough to retaliate…but there was one thing he had managed to keep a secret for this long…something that would ultimately lead to Camille's defeat, should he manage to pull this off…
Hephaestus wasn't a Stand…it was a Quirk. A unique, evolved Quirk that had Stand-like qualities…as the result of an Awakening. This one secret would ultimately be his salvation, if All Might managed to play his part.
Rohan's memos (Post-journey):
"Fumei Damashi" was a Quirk User.
His ability to shape fire as if it were a physical object by all means should be a Stand Ability…but it wasn't. This Unknown Deceiver had a Quirk that defied everything we ever knew about that particular power system.
It was tied to his body, it was entirely biological…and yet he could defy the laws of physics like a Stand User. He could hold, and mold literal energy as if it were Playdough…and what we didn't realize until after the journey…was that he held an understanding of the bond between Stands and Quirks that no one else in either camp did.
I always thought that Quirks such as One For All, All For One, New Order, and most recently Earphone Jack: Second Symphony…were fascinating, and now I have to add Hephaestus to that list. What nobody ever realized…was that they were all the rarest type of Quirk, that went clean beyond Emitter or Mutant class…these were their very own class…
…and our main antagonist had been the one to discover this unknown truth…
*BOOM!*
"Right on time!" Damashi said with a smile, watching as the Minotaur fizzled away into seemingly nothing…and Toshinori's unconscious body being sucked into the vortex. "Have to admit All Might…I'm actually glad for that iron will of yours!"
Camille paused, watching the former Symbol of Peace flail around helplessly in her trap, and her expression shifted to a regretful one. "...you bastard, Damashi…All Might has been your victim too…Joestar and the others, they were never Pantheon's enemy were they?! They were YOURS!"
"That's right! You were also right about The Stranger, Camille, I HAVE been working with him! I knew I needed to get you to initiate the Daedalus Protocol, and you were too paranoid to realize that Joestar was BAIT!" Damashi yelled, grinning beneath his mask. "It's too late to stop it now, soon Sampson will kill the ape, and the meteorite will make things AS THEY SHOULD BE!"
The head of Pantheon's eyebrows raised. "You're…just admitting it?"
"Yep! Because I just WON, Camille!"
That was when the entire sky caught fire, and Camille's mouth dropped open. "WHAT?!"
"Why do you think the Minotaur's flame never went out?! I installed the perfect fuel source, HYDROGEN!" Damashi screamed as the flaming sky began to morph into a giant fist. "That hydrogen entered the atmosphere once All Might destroyed the Minotaur! Your tornado is now full of the stuff!"
All Might was finished, and he had used what would soon be his last breaths to release the hydrogen into the air by destroying the Minotaur…Damashi had effectively maneuvered both of his enemies into indirectly killing each other. Thanks to Hephaestus' true nature as a Quirk, he was naturally fire resistant, and would survive the resulting explosion.
Zeus stopped, grabbed onto it's user and jumped straight into the inferno in a vain attempt to strike Damashi down…but it was over.
*KABOOM!*
Izuku was just in the middle of finishing off one of Starservant's goons…when he was suddenly pulled into a familiar dark void.
"-vestige is becoming SOLID!" A voice that sounded somewhat similar to Jotaro's exclaimed.
"TOSHI, NO!" A woman screamed out his mentor's name, horrified judging from the sound of her voice.
'Vestige…solid…All Might?! What is going on?!'
"There's nothing we can do for him now, Shimura…he isn't OFA's user anymore." The first user, Yoichi said from the void. "Please…the ninth is watching."
"I…I can't watch him die too, I just can't!" The outline of a woman with her head in her hands began to form. "He needs to live…I died so that he could live! Why doesn't that fool understand that?!"
"Look, his vestige is going back to what it once was."
Izuku's incomplete body wandered through the mist, until he suddenly came to this golden light. In the center of it…his mentor's sunken face appeared, and Toshinori's eyes lit up with recognition.
"Young…Midoriya…?"
Izuku wanted to respond, to tell All Might to come back home…but he had no mouth. That's when the apparition's face disappeared into a vaguely Toshinori-esque shape.
"Ninth."
Nana Shimura put a hand on his shoulder, and he turned to find her face stained with tears. "Listen to me…I haven't got much time before you're pulled out of here again…but the fact that he was in here means he almost died. No, before you ask, that wasn't his soul…but it's the next closest thing."
'All Might…'
"He needs to know, Midoriya." Nana begged. "He needs to know why I saved him, why I died for him. It had absolutely nothing to do with preserving One For All, do you understand? I would have sacrificed this Quirk in a heartbeat for him…he…he needs to know that I saved him because he matters."
Izuku blinked back tears and nodded, and the seventh user's face relaxed.
"Good…now go for a right jab."
As soon as he came back to reality, he did as he was told, socking a villain in the face just as they were about to attack him in his trance. Izuku narrowed his eyes, and pulled out his phone.
Shizuka and Aerosmith needed to push through to the others, now more than ever…for not only Toshinori's, but his and Nana's sakes as well.
All Might needed to stop his search for the meteorite while he still could.
Damashi landed on the charred ground, and pulled himself up to his feet. There was no sign of Camille, or Toshinori anywhere…which was concerning to say the least.
'That blast should have at least left some charred remains…I know I should check, but as of this moment the jig is up. No more lying through my teeth…Pantheon knows my real endgame now. I just need to help Sampson procure the meteorite…and everything will come out alright in the end, I know it.'
Besides, if they somehow managed to survive the blast, they were bound to die soon anyway. Nobody could walk away from that without some sort of fatal injury. Damashi reached into his pocket to pull out the picture of his wife and son…and cringed…
A large burn had blotted out his son's face.
Damashi put the photograph away, and hobbled off of the battlefield.
'It doesn't matter if you hate me, if you both wish to reject me for the villain I am, I understand. I only wish for your happiness…and I'll do ANYTHING to secure it…even if it means I have to kill the Symbol of Peace. As long as I can give you a better life…then I'll go to hell a happy man.'
"Young…Midoriya?"
"Easy, you took one hell of a beating." A young woman's voice brought Toshinori back to his senses, and he found himself staring at none other than the head of Pantheon herself. "Not surprised you pulled through though, you're All Might after all."
"You!" Toshinori tried to sit up, but his entire body immediately screamed for him to lay back down.
"I mean, no ordinary man could have fought off a Minotaur with those wounds…even Quirkless, you're as remarkable as ever." Camille was covered in burns…which were slowly healing on their own, much to Toshinori's astonishment. It was then that he realized his own wounds were healing too.
"What's…going on?"
"Apollo, Pantheon's God of the Sun, and Medicine." Camille gestured towards a sunflower resting on the windowsill. "This sunflower's Stand, encountered this little guy on a trip to the Americas, carried it with me ever since."
A pulsing ball of light was shining in the sunflower's center, and the warmth it gave off was eerily familiar.
"...Hamon?"
"Close. Only humans can produce Hamon, and Hamon users are rare. Hell, the only reason I know about them at all is because of the temple we dug up. Apollo emits rays of light that strengthen the body's natural healing process. Since we're both in the room with it, it's healing us free of charge."
"Why…are you healing me? Why did you save me?"
"Because targeting you was a mistake. I was paranoid…and I reacted out of fear." Camille explained. "After seeing how much hatred Damashi had for you…and knowing what I do about him now, I came to realize you weren't my enemy. I had no reason to let you die."
"Paranoid?"
"...Pantheon was never supposed to be like this. It was a dream, a dream that I just couldn't give up on. I'm an archaeologist, and I searched for the meteorite in order to uncover the world's secrets…for science. I wanted to be Indiana Jones, believe it or not." Camille said with a small, sad laugh. "...but I was too naive, hired people I shouldn't have…accidentally started a war with the meteorite's guardian…accidentally killed his child."
"You…killed the yeti's child?!"
"I didn't, but someone within Pantheon did…still don't know who. Now negotiation is impossible. I hardened my heart in order to try and keep my dream afloat…but all I've done is create a damn mafia."
"What about Hashimoto? Kishibe said that he believed you wanted to create a market for the meteorite."
"A baseless lie, no doubt created by Damashi to turn people against me."
Toshinori stared at Camille for a second, and then began to sit up. Camille was by no means blameless, but her descent into criminality was completely understandable…and it truly seemed as though she wasn't truly a bad person. Her dream had been hijacked by those seeking the meteorite for power, and she became a crime boss in an attempt to try and regain control of it…but of course, that was a slippery slope.
"There's still time for you to reclaim that dream of yours."
"How?"
"You said it yourself, I'm not your enemy. I won't lie and say I didn't come here to gain the power of a Stand, because I did…but you don't have to harden your heart either. I'm more than willing to help you."
"Even after I sent people to kill you?"
"The nastiest villains are those that were never given a second chance."
Camille snorted as another burn healed up. "Spoken like a true Symbol of Peace. Unfortunately…even if I join up with you, Damashi's plan is already under way. Your friends…probably don't have much longer to live, with When the Chips Are Down being active. The only reason you survived is because I showed up."
"I refuse to accept that." Toshinori held up a fist. "I didn't come all this way to watch people die, I came here so I could have the power to save those closest to me. I don't care if Fate isn't on my side."
The head of Pantheon seemed to take that to heart, and she stood up, putting her hands in her pockets. "Well…in that case…maybe that iron will of yours can allow us to defy it. Alright then…All Might-"
Camille opened the door to Apollo's room, revealing a collection of several weapons, modern and ancient…and Calypso with Poseidon at her side.
"-let's kick Damashi's ass."
Stand Name: Zeus
Stand Master: Camille Dubios
Status: Active.
Appearance: Zeus is a humanoid Stand with a set of two arrows on it's chest. It has a metallic gold color, except for the arrows, with one being red and the other blue. It sports a helmet in the shape of a lightning bolt, and it has lighting themed accents throughout it's body.
It is also rather large, standing at almost 9 feet tall.
Stats:
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Power: C
Speed: A
Range: B
Stamina: A
Development Potential: C
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Ability: Zeus can manipulate air flow and temperature with a circumference of 100 meters around it's user. The arrows on it's chest indicate the direction and temperature of the air currents Zeus generates, red being warm currents, and blue being cold. Zeus can rotate these arrows like hands on a clock, allowing it to rapidly switch these currents to keep it's opponent guessing.
It commonly uses this to generate miniature thunderstorms, which Camille can make more or less severe through adjusting the temperature. While she cannot control where the lightning strikes, her Red Stone necklace allows her to use a more precise attack. By spinning the arrows, she can create tornadoes.
However, Zeus must stay close to it's user while it is unleashing it's attack, otherwise Camille will be exposed to the elements.
Stand Name: Apollo
Stand Master: A sunflower
Status: Active
Appearance: A miniature Sun.
Stats:
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Power: D
Speed: D
Range: D
Stamina: A
Development Potential: A
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Ability: The rays Apollo emits strengthen and heals anyone that comes into contact with them. The sunflower, being a sunflower, holds no grudges or allegiances…it is simply content to spread it's warmth.
Stand Name: Thanatos
Stand Master: ?
Appearance: Dark figure with a scythe, named after the Greek God of Death.
Stats: ?
Ability: ?
Credit for Thanatos goes to Kosaku Valentine! Please go show them some support!