Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180817221555/@comment-27358240-20180901004713

"Sate sate (Well well), I'd be punching you in the face infinite times, but I gotta pay the debt the other me left. Guess what? You're in for two infinities of pain! 覚悟してなくてもぶっ殺してやるぜ！ (No need to get ready you're dead anyways!)

SHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINESHINE!"

I follow Jotaro's rush with my own, each punch driving my bloodlust and that of my fallen self I had seen into Joker. However, duing all of it, I smile. I smile at the murderous intent I have towards this man. I smile at how easy it is to simply want to take everything away from a man, born of flesh and blood just like me. I smile at how satisfying it is to steal the decades of progress this individual must have made. I smile, because it feels so good to punch a guy in the face.