Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180227151924/@comment-26912075-20180227192535

As you continue to go about your duties, you notice a single piece of paper fall from the diary's cover. There, a simple poem stood. It read as follow:

"I, who possess the power of the kings,

yet despair for the peasantry,

I, who worship the moon,

yet cry at the death of the sun,

I, who work for the rightful god,

yet battle the divine,

I, the betrayer, and the faithful follower,

He who longs for my god's enemies,

He who follows and is followed,

He who redeems yet is in need of redemption,

He who pretends what is fake and what is true,

He who will create the new world,

He who will resurrect God himself,

yet plead for he sinners to destroy him,

I, the lost and the bringer of despair,

He who knows all and yet none,

He who wishes for the twilight of it all,

He who bears the name he despises most,

Joker Joestar."