"That is quite enough nonsense... mongrels."
"Archer, what is your business here?" Saber asked, ready to attack him at any moment.
"Ah, I saw him in town, so I figured I might as well invite him. You're late, Goldie. Well, I suppose it stands to reason. You travel by foot, unlike me," said Rider Iskandar.
"So you chose to hold a banquet of kings in this depressing place? How will you recompense me for the rudeness of calling me here?" asked Archer looking around.
"Lighten up. Here, start with a drink." Rider passed on the alcohol to Archer.
Archer took a sniff and got repulsed by the stench of the drink.
"What is this cheap swill? You really thought we could discern a hierarchy of Heroic Spirits with this?"
"You think so? This was among the best I found at the city marketplace."
"You can believe it is because you are ignorant of true drink. Stupid mongrel." Archer then took out a gold jar and three gold cups and passed them on to Rider. "Behold and acknowledge your folly. This is the drink of a king!"
"A fine treasure indeed," said Iskandar, looking at the jar and cups as he poured wine for all three of them.
And thus began the Banquet of Kings.
On the sidelines, Waver, Irisviel, and Jouichirou were watching quietly.
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A few inches later.
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Right now, two figures were facing off against each other. One was Archer and the other was Jouichirou, who was on the verge of wetting his pants.
You may be wondering how this happened, well it went something like this:
Rider was going to ride away after finishing off Assassin when Archer attacked, not him but Joichirou, and to everyone's shock, an arm appeared from Jouichirou and blocked the sword coming at him, but the arm itself was injured as there were cracks on it.
Jouichirou flinched in pain. His hand, as well as the arm that came out of him, was injured.
"Archer, why did you attack him?" Saber inquired.
"Now that all those bugs are gone, I can finally pinpoint where this itchy feeling was coming from,"
Archer ignored her and went on with his monologue.
"So it was you, mongrel." Archer said as the Gate of Babylon opened in full glory behind him. He was angry, first, this brat irritated him, then deflected his attack and refused to die.
'S#it, keep it together man, your stand is a close-range power type. You need to look at the target or at least open your eyes for it to be able to act.'
He looked at his wristwatch, which showed 11:59:12.
'I need to somehow hold on until midnight.'
Jouichirou's stand, unnamed, its ability is Gacha. All stands that have existed in Jojo's Bizzare Adventure until part 8 are recorded in this Stand. This Stand can temporarily pull out the abilities of these Stands for about an hour.
There are two types of pulls:
The 10x one and the 1x one, each have their own perks.
The perks of the 10x pulls are:
It increases the chances of getting higher-tier stands but it only gives 10 stands a day. After the pull, a 10-hour timer will start and every 1 hour a Stand ability will burn out and another 10x pull can't be made until the reset time of 12:00 midnight.
The perks of 1x pull are:
In this pull, there is a chance that the Stand pulled out will become a permanent Stand ability for the user to use. The chance of this happening is 0.0000000000075%. Combined with the fact that higher-tier stands are rare as f**k, chances of landing a permanent high-tier Stand ability become even lower than us getting girlfriends. 24 pulls can be made each day.
In both types of pulls, the user can choose which stand burns out first.
Jouichirou had made a 10x pull when the banquet began, and the only notable Stand that he got were Cream Starter, and Oasis, both of which he can't use as of now.
Cream Starter required a spray which he didn't have and Oasis required him to swim, and he was a neet in his past life with no swimming skills whatsoever.
Meaning, that the only way for him to survive was to hold out until midnight and do a 10x pull with the hopes of getting a Stand that can let him escape.
11:59:15 45 seconds until 12:00
"I Honjo Jouichirou have a Dream."
"...?"
"And to fulfill this Dream, I will have to live, and to live I will have to win and I will win even if I have to use my Ultimate Family Secret Technique."
"A family Technique strong enough to defeat someone like him." Jouichirou's words interested everyone on the sidelines.
"Ho!! Then show me what this farce is all about, mongrel."
"I will use my legs... to win," Jouichirou said, patting his thighs.
"Use his legs to win. How??"
"Joestar Family Secret Technique:..."
Everyone got tense as Jouichirou turned around.
"Nigerundayo!!!" and ran.
"... Huh!?" Saber, Waver, Rider, and Irisviel.exe have stopped working.
"I never said that I had to defeat you to win, I can win by surviving."
Infuriated, Gilgamesh started firing a bunch of projectiles at Jouichirou as Jouichirou willed his Stand to fully materialized and it did.
A fully white muscular figure, wearing pitch-black underwear, boots, and fingerless gloves, smiley faces adorned the knuckles and backhand side of its gloves.
Seeing all the weapons coming at him, Jouichirou instinctively closed his eyes, even though he was not supposed to. Luckily, his Stand managed to catch a glimpse of the incoming projectiles and was able to punch them away.
When the onslaught had stopped, Jouichirou, who still had his eyes closed, felt warm on his left side. He slowly opened his eyes and looked to the spot where it felt warm.
He saw blood, his own blood, coming out of his left arm. Which had been cut off.
11:59:31
He couldn't believe what was happening right now. Blood was gushing out of his armhole, but the pain didn't register to him. He could still feel his left arm as if it was never cut off.
'Phantom pain, a condition that occurs in patients who have received amputation, still being able to feel their amputated body parts as if it was still there.'
His brain then slowly registered the pain, so slowly that he didn't even scream or cry. He just gripped the part where his arm was cut off to stop the bleeding, all the while Gilgamesh enjoyed his suffering.
"Adrenaline."
"No... something else" Time slowed down as he muttered these words.
"Now that I think about it, I never gave you a name." He said, looking at his Stand who stood tall in front of him.
"... Dream... No, not because to look like Dream... but because... Ok, maybe because you look like Dream... but still, you are someone who will live with me, die with me, travel with me..., dream with me, and finally fulfill that dream with me... so," He looked up to Dream, "I am in your care, partner."
11: 59: 47
"If your drama is over, then die, mongrel and his pet." And so came the projectiles.
"DREAM!!" Jouichirou summoned Dream. If he wanted to survive, he needs to not blink, needs to be lucky, and most of all he needs to hold out and pull a good Stand ability that will let him escape.
"MUDA!" came the first cry from Dream.
"MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA! MUDA!" by using just one arm and occasionally using one leg Dream deflected every single one.
Seeing this, Gilgamesh increased the number of Gates by 5 times and started blasting.
"DREAM!!" Dream picked up Jouichirou by the collar and threw him as it returned inside him.
After which Dream manifested to break the fall.
They tried it again, but Gilgamesh was prepared this time and had already diverted the Gates of Babylon in that direction.
But Dream, instead of throwing Jouichirou there, just turned around while in the throwing motion and threw him the other way around. It was all going great until a sword came his way.
"MUDA!" Dream punched the sword in order to deflect it, but the sword exploded.
"KONO PAWA!!" Jouichirou was sent flying as dozens of swords followed him as he neared the ground.
'This is the end.' is what Jouichirou thought as he gave into unconsciousness.
12:00:00
A gap opened.
Thirteen people around the world died simultaneously, each having one of their body parts cut off.
Mystery that was waning stopped and started increasing instead. This didn't go unnoticed.
And in the outskirts of Fuyuki city in the Einzbern Castle, a tanned man clean-shaven, with a mustache, a light beard, long dark hair, wearing a crown of thorns, his body was covered in scars, and his hands bore two holes in them.
He wore nothing but rags that only covered his genitals.
The man was carrying a boy, 7 years of age, in his arms, with such gentle care as if he were the boy's family. Both covered in light.
The boy had an arm cut off, and looked like he was on the verge of unconsciousness as the boy let out a low growl,
"Wryyy".
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The next chapter will be named Dio Over Heaven vs Gilgamesh but with PTSD.
Wanna know that will happen? Find out more in the next episode of Dragon Ba-.