JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

"Is that guy talking in his sleep, boss? Or has he really awakened his Stand? At this time?"

Theresa was frightened by the terrifying aura suddenly emanating from the boy.

"What? Can't you see? That old man, are you one too?"

The blond boy was lifted up by an invisible force, his toes leaving the ground and floating two meters above the ground. Like the stand-in Satan, he looked down at everyone with arrogance. His turquoise eyes were fixed on Chen Miaowen, who was kneeling at the feet of Jesus, and the Scarlet King with his hideous face.

"I see... Haha, in that case, I issue a decree to the whole world that everyone, including children, women, thieves, doctors, and workers, will notice the existence of Stands at this moment and in the future."

"Whoosh—", the Stand behind the boy clasped its hands together, spread its six wings, and a sound very similar to the sound effect of Time Deletion came from its hands. Its power was activated in the next moment.

"Boss, is that your stand-in?"

"Yedan, what...what kind of monster is that behind you?!"

In their eyes, due to the influence of their abilities, they witnessed bizarre creatures that they might never see again in their lives: a terrifying monster with a red body and a hideous little face on its forehead, and a horrifying demon with three heads and six wings that was completely out of place with the blond boy's appearance.

"They really did it..."

Chen Miaowen was dumbfounded. This had already transcended the underlying rules of the JOJO universe, allowing ordinary people who could not awaken their Stands to see the existence of Stands. Even Araki wouldn't dare to write it like this; if he did, the world would collapse.

Even so, Chen Miaowen encountered such an extraordinary being in the JOJO world, on the island of Sicily in Italy.

"So, what's your Stand's name?"

The boy in mid-air resembled a king, his blue eyes shining brightly.

Chen Miaowen was panting heavily, having been thrown beneath Jesus. He had suffered some internal injuries, not particularly serious, but still needed to recover. Naturally, he had no strength and was unable to respond.

Instead, Teresa responded.

"King Crimson".

The boy was dissatisfied with the reply he received.

"What? Why aren't you affected by my thought suggestions? Is it because you're a Stand user?"

Thought suggestion seems to be his ability. Humans cannot achieve what they want through thought suggestion, but Stand users seem to be special and are not affected by this.

Chen Miaowen was surprisingly calm, able to quickly process information and draw conclusions at this moment.

If that's the case, then he still has a fighting chance. At least he can't control himself like a gecko, nor can he control people's lives and deaths like a magic spell. Then he will have the opportunity to find the opponent's weaknesses.

Next, he must do something to avoid the misfortune, or the laws, of this world.

But it's too difficult. The world will be affected by the deletion, so what will happen to my epitaph?

Practice makes perfect; a small face appeared on Chen Miaowen's forehead, indicating that he was ready to activate his abilities at any time.

Yedan seemed to notice, and he quickly asked a question.

"So, what will your ability be?"

"I...I don't know."

Yedan and Theresa engaged in a question-and-answer session, completely disregarding Chen Miaowen.

Fortunately, he was very cautious, and he didn't even tell Theresa about his secret of being a stand-in.

"Satan, go, beat him up! Ignore the useless pilot and uncover all the secrets of his double!"

Yedan suddenly gave the order, seemingly intending to immediately execute Chen Miaowen.

"This is a scheme."

Chen Miaowen was very clever. Before Satan made his move, he put away the epitaph and quietly activated his ability to enter the world of time deletion.

"He seems really eager to learn about my Stand ability. But before he awakened his Stand, he seemed to have the ability to make dreams come true and influence thoughts. He hasn't shown his abilities since then... I'd better observe him first, or better yet, I'd better run away."

He glanced at Theresa, who was standing there dumbfounded, but he couldn't find any evidence that her thinking had been altered. He also hoped that Yedan would keep his word and not worry about their lives for the time being.

"Hide in the confessional? It's obvious, but as long as there's enough time to use the epitaph, that should be enough."

He once again staked his fate on the epitaph, hoping to glean some information from the future.

At worst, I can just keep hiding. As long as the other party doesn't discover the secret of my Stand, that's fine. Otherwise, once they understand my time-deletion mechanism and can create a world without time, I'll be truly doomed.

……

The confessional was located below that giant plant. Ten seconds had passed since he entered the room. After deactivating his ability, he immediately activated the Epitaph.

The image Liu Hai presented was of himself being smashed onto that large pendulum clock, and covered in bruises.

"...Wasn't there a better outcome? Like me leaving the church or something?"

That's what he said, but he was already prepared to face the future fifteen seconds from now.

The boy then came over and questioned him from outside the door.

"When did you hide here? Did you teleport? Or use spatial teleportation? But you seem unable to leave the church? Why? Are you a lower priority than my Stand?"

The boy was eager to learn, while Satan bared his fangs and brandished his claws. Satan still clasped his hands together, spread his six wings wide, and whipped up gusts of strong wind that tore the wooden door of the confessional to pieces.

Faced with this situation, Chen Miaowen suddenly remembered a joke.

"Heh, I won't tell you anything!"

Slide—

Chen Miaowen was swept away by the wind, broke through the roof of the confessional, and was thrown onto the large pendulum clock by an uncontrollable force, which shattered the minute hand of the clock and stopped it from running.

"So, it turns out to be a favorable... future?"

Chen Miaowen possessed extremely strong physical abilities, partly due to the existence of his stand-in, and partly due to his thorough preparations. As a result, he only suffered two broken ribs during this attack.

But the pain wouldn't subside; his body sank into the pendulum, his eyes rolled back in agony, and he nearly fainted.

"You're quite humorous. If you hadn't told me, I could have beaten you unconscious. At that point, would I need your explanation?"

The boy floated in mid-air, his face somewhat dark, and he seemed quite annoyed by Chen Miaowen's reply.

"Ahem, then you can continue."

This stubbornness angered the blond boy.

He commanded the enraged and ferocious Satan to attack Chen Miaowen once again.

But Satan missed his target; when he came to his senses, Chen Miaowen had vanished again.

"What kind of ability is this?"

The boy calmed down, thought for a long time, and then gave an order to Satan.

"Spatial distortion or spatial travel is not permitted in this space of the church."

Meanwhile, Chen Miaowen was squatting behind the blood-red cross, also deep in thought.

"Why not use your wish-granting ability to summon a meteor to kill me... or call in the army to carry out a devastating attack on the church?"