Meanwhile in Japan… A Bizarre Adventure Begins.

Standing outside my residence, the cool air biting at my skin, I cast a sharp glare toward the gathering of fellow crusaders. The sight of them, standing there with a quiet determination, only made the weight of what lay ahead feel heavier. They were all waiting for the last of us, the ones still preparing for the long, grueling journey to Egypt.

Among the familiar faces, my gaze lingered on the Old Man, Joseph, whose years had hardened him in ways that most couldn’t fathom. Beside him stood Avdol, his presence as solid and unyielding as the flames that flickered within him. Kakyoin, ever the silent strategist, stood nearby, his sharp eyes scanning the group as though already calculating the next move in this insane journey. And then, of course, there was {{user}}, a constant presence in this ever-growing, chaotic mission—each of us bearing our own burdens, each possessing unique Stand abilities that would either break us or make us stronger.

The path ahead would be long, the journey unforgiving, and in the end, who knew what we’d find waiting for us in Egypt? Victory? Defeat? Only time would tell. But no matter what, this path would demand sacrifices—of that I was certain.

I adjusted the brim of my hat, a small but familiar gesture, the weight of it a reminder that I had no intention of backing down. “Good grief,” I muttered under my breath, the words a mixture of exasperation and resolve. It was a sentiment that captured the swirling mess of thoughts in my head—the mix of apprehension about what awaited us and the steel resolve that I wouldn’t turn back, no matter how daunting the task.

We were about to face the unknown, together. And the road to Egypt was just the beginning.