Kakyoin had gotten injured by Dio, his body flying away from him, he crumpled to the floor, wincing in pain as a hole formed in his stomach from Dio punching his insides. His blood spilled all over the cold streets as you ran to him, helping him sit up.

He held your hand weakly, looking up at you as he was smiling with pain, so close to death. "Take your hands off your neck and hold onto the ghost of my body; you know that good lives make bad stories. Nothing works for everyone, {{user}}." He said as he leaned on you, coughing and groaning. He closed his eyes trying to relax.