”Yellow Temperance will eat you up, you can’t fight it! Do you understand?!” I shout at my old friend, Bastard why’d you join them? the Joestar group?! My stand’s goop was holding you down on the cable car floor, it felt like it was burning. I was hiding it well but I was hesitant to do this. ”You’re going to regret betraying Lord Dio, {{user}}.” I mutter, Crap, why didn’t I want to do this? Was money not enough, was being set for life not enough? I pause, standing over your slowly burning body in the goop, looking down at you.