Inventory of The Famous Scene: Starting from Emiya

~Type-Moon World, Kaleid liner Prisma Illya Worldline~

"Don't come any closer!!"

Illya struck the same pose as Diavolo, but to outsiders, it just looked cute no matter how they saw it.

She then returned to a serious expression and turned her head to the Magical Ruby beside her, saying,

"Perhaps while we're talking, Diavolo has already died several times over by now!"

At this moment, Magical Ruby also felt extremely surprised. The power currently displayed by Gold Experience Requiem alone seemed to have touched upon the realm of magic!!

Now, Gold Experience Requiem could be said to have written invincibility all over its face.

Diavolo was, in a sense, already immortal at this moment, because he couldn't even die. According to the rules of Gold Experience Requiem, Diavolo was now given the truth of being unable to reach death!

This meant that he wasn't even allowed to die, and would keep repeating the process of death.

~Boardtop World, Disboard~

"Gold Experience Requiem's ability is indeed very strong, but it can't bring back the lives of Bucciarati and Narancia, who have already passed away."

Stephanie said with some helplessness.

Sometimes, it was just that powerless. Even with the strongest power, one couldn't resurrect those who had already passed away.

On the other side, Sora suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but blurt out,

"If I remember correctly, Mista and Trish still don't know that Bucciarati has died, right?"

Shiro heard this and looked at Mista and Trish, who were currently immersed in joy. She wondered how sad and heartbroken they would be when they learned the truth...

~Type-Moon World, Fifth Holy Grail War Worldline~

"Good… Very good! Continue to amuse me, zasshu!"

Gilgamesh, still lounging in Emiya's household, couldn't help but applaud at the spectacle. To the King of Heroes, nothing was more entertaining than witnessing the ridiculous expressions and antics of the self-proclaimed "Emperor," Diavolo.

"I wish I had a Stand…"

Emiya Shirou's imagination ran wild—visions of himself wielding a Stand flashed through his mind. Not only would it be useful in battle, but it could also assist with cooking.

After all, some Stands were humanoid. Would it really be too much to ask for one to help with the dishes?

~JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Part 3: Stardust Crusaders Worldline~

Kars, who had been drifting endlessly through the void of space, was roused from his eternal solitude by the video playing before him—at least it gave him something to do. He had been silently observing, lurking in the cosmic darkness.

Witnessing Diavolo's torment, Kars felt an odd flicker of kinship.

"So… you've stopped thinking as well? Ah, no—you can't even stop thinking!"

Though Kars could only mock Diavolo internally from his lonely exile, the sight of someone suffering even more than him brought a twisted sense of relief. After all, he never imagined there'd be a fate worse than his own.

~JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Part 5: Golden Wind Worldline~

"KUSO!!"

Diavolo's rage erupted uncontrollably, his face twisting in fury as he smashed his fists into the ground, crater after crater forming beneath his blows.

"The arrow...!!"

Taking a shuddering breath, Diavolo forced himself to steady his frenzied mind.

"Only the Arrow...! I can't—I won't let Giorno Giovanna get his hands on it!!"

Diavolo shuddered at the thought of his future ending shown in the video!

Constantly repeating the process of death, and each death method was different.

Next, he planned to snatch the arrow from Polnareff! Then he would make that Giorno Giovanna experience the pain of being dissected alive.

"Giorno Giovanna!! You just wait! The instant I, Diavolo get the arrow will be your death."

Yet, in his blind fury, he remained unaware—a man whose very existence screamed "invincible," alongside Josuke Higashikata, was already en route to Italy... having seen everything.

[ Although Mista didn't quite understand Giorno's words, he was still a little excited after knowing that Diavolo couldn't possibly be alive.

Blood flowed from Mista's mouth, and he looked at Giorno: "We finally succeeded!"

Trish also eagerly confirmed to Giorno: "The ones who won are us, right?"

"..." Giorno didn't speak, sweat beaded on his face. He didn't know how to speak.

"Hey! Let's go!" Mista suddenly thought of something, his tone becoming urgent: "Let's hurry back to the Colosseum. Although Bucciarati's soul has recovered, his body was injured."

When they swapped bodies earlier, Mista had shot Bucciarati's body three times. Although he avoided vital points, he was still a little worried about Bucciarati's condition at this moment! ]

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~Projection of All Worlds~

"When Bucciarati allowed Mista to attack his body earlier, it was because he knew his body was failing, but Mista didn't know!!"

"If he returns to the Colosseum now and sees Bucciarati's corpse, will he think it was all his fault?"

"How sad Mista would be if he saw Bucciarati's corpse in the Colosseum! After all, he always respected Bucciarati greatly!"

The viewers of the video also understood that Giorno's silence was for no other reason than thinking about how to tell them the cruel truth that Bucciarati was dead.

[ "He's waiting in the Colosseum now, surely worried about our safety." Hearing Mista's words, Trish also ran towards the Colosseum at a quick pace.

She was also a little worried.

But at this moment, Giorno stood still, quietly looking at the river, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Giorno, hurry up!" Mista looked at Giorno, who was still standing there, and said anxiously: "Let's hurry back to the Colosseum! After healing Bucciarati, we'll go back to our hometown together!"

"Yeah... let's go... I'll be right there...!" Giorno's tone was slightly heavy, and then he turned his head. His expression at this moment was very complex.

Mista and Trish exchanged glances, feeling that Giorno's state was a little strange, but they didn't say much, thinking it was just injuries from the recent battle.

They then continued running towards the Colosseum.

Giorno also started walking at this moment, heading towards the Colosseum. After walking a few steps, a familiar voice reached his ears.

"Giorno, this is enough..."

Bucciarati's gentle voice rang in his ears again, seemingly comforting Giorno: "You don't need to worry, this is fine. The fact that we were able to get this far means we have already achieved complete victory."

"Fate is a sleeping slave. We have personally freed this slave named fate. This is already our victory!"

Giorno raised his head at this moment. In this instant, he saw Bucciarati, Narancia, Abbacchio, and others appearing in the sea of clouds in the sky.

"Clang——"

The sharp metallic clatter snapped him out of his thoughts, jolting him back to reality.

Giorno looked down, then reached out and picked up the Arrow that had fallen on the ground!

At this moment, the video displayed the data panel of Gold Experience Requiem!]

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~Projection of All Worlds~

That series of unknowns could be said to have dropped everyone's jaws!

What kind of divine panel was this?! All six attributes were unknown? Or infinite?!

"What kind of panel is this? It's already heaven-defying, but even the basic attributes are unpredictable!"

"Perhaps this also indirectly shows that Gold Experience, which evolved after getting the Arrow, has surpassed the existence of a Stand! Perhaps this is the ultimate evolution of a Stand mentioned in the opening title!"

"But I have to say, Bucciarati is truly gentle. Even at this moment, he spoke out to comfort Giorno!"

Especially the last sentence, 'fate is a sleeping slave', and now we have liberated it with our own hands! This also deeply touched everyone.

Even if fate is predetermined by the heavens and cannot be changed, we still have to resist. Even if fate will not change because of our resistance!

But the act of resisting itself is already our victory!

[ Mista kept urging Giorno, who was lagging behind, "Hurry up, if you don't catch up, who else can heal Bucciarati's injuries?"

At this moment, Trish suddenly looked at her heel. She seemed to have felt something strange just now: "It feels like something suddenly ran to my feet...!"

Mista followed her gaze and then suddenly noticed a stone by Trish's leg, which made Mista panic. Then, when he reacted, he found that Trish had disappeared before his eyes.

Mista looked around and asked in confusion: "Trish?!..."

But he heard no response. Then Mista's voice became somewhat panicked, as if Trish's disappearance this time would lead to her death, and he began to call out repeatedly.

"Trish!! Where are you?! Trish...!!"

"Hey, Giorno, did you see Trish?" Seeing that his search was fruitless, Mista anxiously asked Giorno!

"You scared me!" Giorno looked at the anxious Mista, thinking something had happened, and pointed forward: "Trish is over there, Mista."

"Huh?" Mista was slightly startled, then looked in the direction Giorno was pointing.

It was a stone pillar!

Trish's voice came from the stone pillar, "Mista, Giorno, I'm here. I wasn't tripped by this stone pillar, but by this shadow!"

Along with Trish's voice, the turtle with the key on its back slowly crawled out.

Polnareff's voice rang out again. He looked at Giorno and Mista and said, "Don't leave me behind. If I'm forgotten by you, I don't know how many days it will take to reach the Colosseum."

Mista looked at the turtle and was very surprised: "You... aren't you Polnareff?"

Giorno also seemed a little surprised. He had thought the other party was already dead: "Mr. Polnareff?"

At this moment, Polnareff's soul appeared on the key on the turtle's back. He looked at everyone and explained the current situation with a smile.

"My body is already dead, but at the moment my soul was about to be extracted, I was still able to remain in this turtle's Stand."

"Although I can't leave the key on the turtle's back, I've decided to temporarily live in the turtle as a ghost!"]

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~Projection of All Worlds~

"This can also be said to have directly replaced the turtle's soul... Although movement is inconvenient, it can be considered living for the time being."

Everyone was very surprised by the reappearance of Polnareff. They had originally thought that when Silver Chariot Requiem's ability ended, his soul and body would die together.

Unexpectedly, he survived in this way. But everyone thought of the key problem: would he have to live as a turtle for the rest of his life?!

[ Although Mista felt a little amazed by Polnareff's experience, he didn't think too much about it and helped Trish up: "Although I'm happy to see you safe and sound, things aren't over yet."

"We need to go to the Colosseum to heal Bucciarati's injuries!"

Hearing Mista's words, Polnareff was instead a little confused: "Bucciarati? His soul isn't already..."

Polnareff glanced at Giorno, who had walked behind him, and didn't finish his sentence. Looking at Giorno's eyes, he then slightly closed his eyes. He understood in his heart!

Giorno took the Arrow and picked up the turtle.

"What do you plan to do with this Arrow?" Polnareff asked, as the terrifying power of the Arrow was vivid in his memory.

Now that Diavolo had been defeated, the Arrow no longer had a reason to exist! Otherwise, if the Arrow were to fall into the hands of an evil person, it would become a disaster.

Giorno looked at the Arrow, his tone very serious and solemn: "Since I have inherited the will of my deceased companions, I must keep moving forward. I will not destroy this Arrow."

Seeing the determination in Giorno's eyes, Polnareff also felt relieved and lowered his head: "Let's keep this Arrow inside the turtle. This is fine, Giorno!"

"Because this is... this is the responsibility that those who survived should bear."

"Let's go to the Colosseum." Some things, even if you don't want to admit them, you still have to face them.

Then the scene shifted. In a room, a man in a suit knelt before Giorno and kissed the back of his hand to express his submission!

The serious-faced Mista saw this scene and pushed open the window. A gust of wind blew in from outside. On a nearby table, Polnareff, who had transformed into a turtle, lay there quietly watching. Besides him, there was also Bucciarati's zipper, Narancia's flower, and Abbacchio's wine.

Giorno was wearing a brand-new suit at this moment. This 15-year-old boy, in just 9 days, defeated Diavolo and replaced him, becoming the new boss of the Passione organization.

In the end, he fulfilled his dream and became a Gang-Star!! ]

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