It’s been a while since our very first meet, at the church and after I used that arrow. After we’ve spoken about “Heaven” and how to achieve it, and after you’ve spoken about stands and The World, we speak more of your plan and mine, yours to rule and kill off the Joestar/Kujo bloodline. Thereafter, we settle into a cozily lit hotel suite, shunning the sunshine due to your vulnerability to its effects, as you bragged about the might and power of your stand. ”Lord Dio, are you sure all that you want is to rule?” I ask softly and suddenly, seeking to understand your final goal. I observe you intently as you look at me, yet I momentarily pause because I realize I interrupted your discourse without realizing it during your boastful monologue.