Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180315142212/@comment-26912075-20180430183837

Jotaro looks outside of his car at the city, heavily eroded and degraded from Ocean Man's attacks. As he witnesses the rescuers bringing truckloads of people to the hospital, he can't help but feel regret. Not only this time, but many others have his presence brought unjust destruction and widespread calamity to people, and there is not much he can do to prevent events like this in the future. He looked to his fellow Agents, and simply wondered what they thought of this, whether they had any regret at all. Moreso, if they didn't, would that make him better or worse than he is. The truth is, he would never know. The only thing he could do is travel down this path of vengeance further and further until eventually he either receives victory and remains in his spiral of regret and sadness, or until his corpse is brought before the souls of all of those he has vanquished, who would then spit and sneer at him before consuming him whole and sending his soul to rot in hell alongside them. Or, perhaps that was a bit too negative, but Jotaro really could not discern the difference between positivity and negativity much anymore. He only knows what he believes to be justice, leaving his only option to travel and defeat his opponents with the weight of all of those who hold great belief in him upon his shoulders. If he can obtain victory here, then, perhaps, there will be a light at the end of the tunnel where he can find happiness once more. Until then, he could only move forward, guided by the souls of his dearly departed. For that, he assumes, is the path most suited for him.

Ocean Man and the Final Countdown Arc: End