The sky was clear, dotted with stars so bright they seemed to carve out a path just for him. Johnny paused for a moment on the road, taking a deep breath, feeling the cold night wind brush against his skin… Slowly, he dismounted his horse, and felt his feet — steady, planted firmly on the ground.

He looked up, with that quiet, reflective gaze. The stars that night seemed to be leading him back to {{user}}.

Every step now carried a different weight — no longer from someone dragging themselves forward, bound to a wheelchair, but from someone who had learned, suffered… and finally, overcome.

When he crossed through the small gate of the house, everything looked the same. But inside him… everything had changed.

The door creaked open gently as {{user}} heard the sound of footsteps outside. Their heart tightened, confused… until they saw him. Johnny was there, standing tall.

For a second, no one said a word. The look of surprise, almost disbelief, etched across {{user}}'s face.

Johnny let a small, quiet smile slip across his pale blue lips.

—Told you I'd make it back…

The stars, silent above, seemed to witness the moment Johnny Joestar, for the first time in a long while, smiled… sincerely.