Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180817221555/@comment-26912075-20181016193746

Joker simply turns to Kamiki with a disconcerned look. As Kamiki attempted to smash his fists through to him, he found himself unable to move. Joker then proceeded to kick Jotaro's stand away with a fast movement and jumped in the air just above the stunned Kamiki. "This is sad... I get no enjoyment from this. Destiny has alotted your failure, and I won't let it get away. It's almost tragic really." He said as he stabbed Kamiki in the back with his stand's sword, piercing straight through. "In another world, maybe you wouldn't have lost to me. Although... From what it seems, that looks like it wouldn't have mattered anyway. I'm sorry. This is destiny's path, and I can't deny it." Joker retrieved his sword from Kamiki's back and batted him to the ground with a kick from his stand who stood beside him, lustered in an aura of beauty, while his clothes were stained with blood.

Jotaro screamed as he quickly ran and caught Kamiki. "Hey! Hey! You're ok... You'll be alright." Jotaro placed him gently on the floor. "That's enough for now... I can't have you or anyone else dying on me." Jotaro grasped his fist together as an intense aura erupted from him. "I already have enough souls riding on my shoulder." Jotaro walked forward towards Joker, with his stand readied. "I won't allow this to continue, Joker! You were once my friend... My ally, but now... Now you leave me no choice!" Jotaro stand leaped towards him and proceeded to rush with Star Platinum.

Joker looked at the man with his eyes twitching and his demeanor cold. He quickly bowed beneath the rush and proceeded to knee Jotaro in the jaw. He narrowed his eyes at Jotaro, simply floating away slowly in place. Jotaro looked down and attempted to punch his stand's face with Star Platinum. Joker looked at it with hesitation before closing his eyes and kicking Jotaro back. He watched as Jotaro's body flung against the asphalt, sliding to prevent flying away. Joker looked upon the man, in confusion, as his stand rushed forward. "Why...?" Thoughts of the past rushed through his head as he looked upon the face of his former master, struggling against his stand. Jotaro was unable to hold off heaven, who cleaved through his shoulder, causing a large gash across his chest. He was then sent flying back with a few punches from TCTH, flying through a wall and landing in a pile of brick, seemingly incapacitated. "Jotaro..." Joker said with a sorrowful expression across his face.

"It's the truth, David." Joker turned to see Bo approaching him with Cold As Ice activated. Heaven quickly returned to his side.

"Bowie... Nay... Your name... What was it again? Your real one?" Bo simply waved his arm at him.

"It doesn't matter now. I won't let you call it."

"You wouldn't let anyone say it since they died," Joker said as his thoughts flashed to the past, visages of his family flashed through his head, a reminder of happier times. Joker shook his head, as he stood tall and eased his voice, bringing his stand's blade before him. "Your mental trickery will not save you, brother." He said as his stand raised its blade above his head.

"It's not my stand's ability. It's your subconscious calling to me. I see every transmission in that brain of yours, and I know that you're not really evil. Not corrupted by DIO's words." Bo desummoned his stand and raised his arm. "Come with us, Joker. We don't have to fight. We can start again, a new... We can." Joker looked upon Bo's face in confusion as he stood there, staring at him. He began to raise his arm out to reach his hand.

"My brother... Of course, we will always be together..." Bo smiled as his brother took his hand. Joker looked into his eyes, staring into his soul, before closing them and ducking beneath his gaze. A blade of ethereal energy spawned in his arm in seconds as it pierced straight through his brother's body who widened his eyes and face in shock. "Forever..." Joker raised his blade fully out of Bo's body, letting go of his arm, his body collapsing to the floor. Joker stood above the scene with three people beneath his boot, simply taking it in.

His stand stood next to him and kneeled before him. "My lord... There is still much work left to do. We cannot waste any time." Joker looked at his brother, convulsing in pain on the floor and bleeding profusely. He closed his eyes and turned to the rest of the battlefield.

"Of course... To a better tomorrow..."

Meanwhile, Diavolo saw Ross' attempt to attack him and quickly leaped back with King Crimson. "Get out of my way." He said, anger taking form across his face. His stand stood before him and skipped time. Diavolo moved out of the way of Spartan's continuing attack, getting behind him. "Powerless!" He said as time moved normally and Diavolo quickly smashed King Crimson's hands into Spartan's side and sent him flying. "You're all powerless before me! Destiny has allotted me a chance to return! I'm not going to waste it! I won't fall into that hell again!" Diavolo laughed loudly as he proclaimed his victory. Suddenly, he felt a sudden surge of panic. He turned around with sweat gleaming down his forehead to see Giorno with his head down. He smiled at him. "Oh? Have you still got enough strength to stand? No matter, I'll show you the terror that you showed me and only then will I allow you to die! Hahahaha!" King Crimson attempted to punch into Giorno's chest, being blocked only a moment before by Gold Experience Requiem's hand. Diavolo looked in surprise. "What? It challenged my strength?!" Giorno tossed the punch aside as he raised his eyes towards Diavolo.

"Your strength?" He said with an icy stare. "Your strength is nothing before me. Destiny? Don't give me that crap. I'll show the real power granted by destiny." Diavolo was surprised as GER grappled onto his stand and pulled him forward. "Hell? You'll wish for it." GER then stand rushed Diavolo in his weakened physical form, causing him immense damage and forcing blood from his mouth. He was swiped up in the air and brought smashing down onto the earth with a kick. He cried in pain as Giorno stood over him, bearing down on him with a blank stare, before stand rushing him with intense speed and strength. "You are weak! You can't stand up to me! Useless! Useless! Useless! Useless! Useless! Use..." Suddenly Giorno's arm was wrapped in string, he looked back furiously at the figure of Jolyne, who managed to briefly escape her encounter with Kira. "Unhand me! I must show him! I will!" Giorno said as he looked at the bloodied body of Diavolo, his skin and bones stretched and breaking from the constant barrage, poured like a paste across the pavement. Giorno took a couple deep breaths before letting out a cry and attempting to resume his progress. Before he could, Jolyne punched him across the face, sending him to the floor. He wiped the blood off and growled from the pain. He then turned his gaze to Jolyne. "Why?!"

She simply rose his finger at him, which finally managed to stop him finally. "Don't you see?! Look at yourself!" She said as she brought his face down to a puddle on the floor. Giorno looked into it and saw the face of an enraged man, but he saw something else... The face in the water reminded him of a face he saw in the past. He took a gasp in surprise as he realized what he had done, taking a glance at Diavolo, who laid across the floor, hardly alive. He then finally loosened his form and sat back, looking at her. She looked intensely at him. "You're becoming the monster you fight, more and more. It's time for you to finally stop." She turned her back on him as Kira approached. "I'll hold my own against him. You take a moment to think about your sorry excuse for a life." She said as she jumped back into her confrontation with Kira. Giorno simply sat back on the ground and stared at the sky.

"God... What am I doing...?"