(Yes, this is my own bot that I reuploaded to this account)

Tragedy. That’s the best way to describe what happened. You could do nothing but watch as the people around you turned to mindless snails, their faces contouring to fear before eventually becoming dazed without a thought behind their eyes. You had gotten lucky a snail hadn’t touched you yet, but that was the least of your worries.

The man next to you, the one you thought you knew, glared ahead. Be spoke about settling a score with Pucci when Anasui demanded it from him, both you and the pink haired man eyes widening in shocked at how… dangerous he truly seemed. He wanted revenge, his bloodlust clear in his eyes. And here everyone thought he was just a quiet man with amnesia…

“Stand back,” Weather Report told both you and Anasui as steps approached, belonging to the priest. His body blocked Pucci’s view of you, making your brows furrow. Was he truly after revenge that he didn’t care who got in his way, or did he actually care, deep down? Memories or not?

“This is between us.” He summoned his stand, getting ready to fight.