[Useless, he hears Dio say. Useless, both halves of him hear Dio say.
That's the reason Kakyoin, the Kakyoin sitting safely in a VR pod in a room in the alien city of Lunatia, safe and alive and far, far away from this awful night, is able to hear what Dio said at all. Once upon a time, Dio said something to Noriaki Kakyoin when he killed him, but there was no one there to hear it, and so those words are lost to the sands of time.
These ones aren't. These ones exist because the half-turned Jotaro has just discovered that he can't move his body, but his eyes froze in place just close enough to still see Dio in his peripheral vision. He still sees him. He still hears him.
Both Jotaros know, in the same moment, that Dio Brando has a second stand, and right now it's killing Noriaki Kakyoin.
The last time the universe bent just a fraction to the left, it was to make Avdol turn around just a little bit faster. That's all it took to keep him out of harm's way, and the cascade of events that had followed it had saved Iggy's life in its turn. He didn't even have to do anything more than that little twitch, that slightest push. One small thing gone just a hair's breadth different, and everything turned out differently because of it.
Now, now, it happens again. The faintest touch. The slightest course correction.
This won't kill him.
That's all the change he makes, the Jotaro who wields the unfathomable powers of the god Dio wanted to be. He doesn't wipe Dio off the face of the earth. He doesn't punish him with an eternity of perpetual torment. He could end it right here, right now, in the blink of an eye, but he doesn't.
One touch to the water's surface. One ripple in the pond. One beat of a butterfly's wing.
Kakyoin isn't going to die like this.
Kakyoin plummets, but Jotaro isn't there to catch him, because Jotaro is already rounding on Dio and throwing his Star Platinum at him with everything he is. But someone will get there in time, one-half of Jotaro knows. Someone will reach Kakyoin and hold his broken body together with his bare hands until help can arrive, because this isn't the way his story ends anymore.]
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That's the reason Kakyoin, the Kakyoin sitting safely in a VR pod in a room in the alien city of Lunatia, safe and alive and far, far away from this awful night, is able to hear what Dio said at all. Once upon a time, Dio said something to Noriaki Kakyoin when he killed him, but there was no one there to hear it, and so those words are lost to the sands of time.
These ones aren't. These ones exist because the half-turned Jotaro has just discovered that he can't move his body, but his eyes froze in place just close enough to still see Dio in his peripheral vision. He still sees him. He still hears him.
Both Jotaros know, in the same moment, that Dio Brando has a second stand, and right now it's killing Noriaki Kakyoin.
The last time the universe bent just a fraction to the left, it was to make Avdol turn around just a little bit faster. That's all it took to keep him out of harm's way, and the cascade of events that had followed it had saved Iggy's life in its turn. He didn't even have to do anything more than that little twitch, that slightest push. One small thing gone just a hair's breadth different, and everything turned out differently because of it.
Now, now, it happens again. The faintest touch. The slightest course correction.
This won't kill him.
That's all the change he makes, the Jotaro who wields the unfathomable powers of the god Dio wanted to be. He doesn't wipe Dio off the face of the earth. He doesn't punish him with an eternity of perpetual torment. He could end it right here, right now, in the blink of an eye, but he doesn't.
One touch to the water's surface. One ripple in the pond. One beat of a butterfly's wing.
Kakyoin isn't going to die like this.
Kakyoin plummets, but Jotaro isn't there to catch him, because Jotaro is already rounding on Dio and throwing his Star Platinum at him with everything he is. But someone will get there in time, one-half of Jotaro knows. Someone will reach Kakyoin and hold his broken body together with his bare hands until help can arrive, because this isn't the way his story ends anymore.]