It is not. [ he wanted power. not eternity. heck, he wanted to be a gangstar.

rather bitterly: ] That was never my goal.

[ he grits his teeth.

he didn't know. that was the thing that bothers him the most about requiem; he had no idea what transpired in that space of dead time, only that requiem has carried out his will. and apparently, his will dictated that diavolo suffer for eternity.

but if that was a judgement borne out of his will, then what jotaro says is, inevitably, true.

as for the words he was saying to him .... giorno scoffs at him. ]

Devotion. That's what he wants? Pathetic. There is no such thing as a human who is fully capable of controlling their own desires.

He told me he never needed anyone. Yet here he is, dead and relying on the faithful to carry out his plans - the only way that he could ever count himself as being successful.

Did you know, Pucci had a birthmark too? [ he refrains from saying, 'like us'. he doesn't feel like including himself in 'us' because of who his father is. truthfully, he feels guilty, because the way jotaro had spoken about the woman involved in this matter, jolyne - she might be another relative of theirs. and if his father has plans to destroy the world, well, that only puts the fact that he's got his father's blood in him in a sharper relief. like poisoning a well.

in any case he points to the area on his neck where he'd seen it. ] It was right here. He didn't explain to me how he got it.