If there is one way to begin a story, then this unfortunate tale should start with how it ended.

Since Jimin wasn't allowed by the bookstore staff to bring food inside the store, he thought that he can buy some tempura and ramen later for his girlfriend. For now, he went shopping for a manga she'll probably enjoy. 

He's silently reading at the stall shaking his head at what he just saw, and he puts the dirty book back. Nope. Not this. Disappointing end to such a wonderful story. How about this one with the pretty lady, with the green hair and lips with butterflies around her, in the shoujo art style he just picked up? Sealed up in a plastic unlike those ruined covers, these customers should stop unsealing and damaging books!

He checked out nothing at the bookstore, except this brown magnetic bookmark. After going to buy themselves food, Jimin went to his car and drove home. At first, he was confident that the entire ride was safe for him surely, because he took on the empty road with no guilt. What was supposed to be a quick 3 minute drive becomes an instant tragedy.

His phone rang an obnoxious, default ringtone. He wanted to decline the call, but because he can't say no to his girlfriend, he answered. He tapped the loudspeaker button.

"Why aren't you home yet!?" a shrill voice asked. Jimin shuddered in fright, Lina wasn't always this way. Was she?

"Trust me, girlfriend, I went to the mall-"

"Your excuses, Park Jimin!" she yelled. "You went to see your other girls! You know I have trust issues with men, and you have the nerve to add to them!"

"Girlfriend, I promise, I'll come home with the things-"

The horn from the truck blew so loudly, it made Jimin's ears ring. There was a sudden push, and crashing metal noises, at the back of his car. He screamed as it made him skid and fly out, and more metals are smashed, glass shatters loudly breaking into pieces shattered on the floor. An airbag was inflated on his fainted face, resting it.

"Hello? Jimin?" Lina on the other end was on the verge of crying. "What happened over there!?"

Sirens began to wail on his direction. Blue and red were beginning to color his sight before he passes out.

"Jolyne..." he breathed. "Wait for me, I'm coming to get you," were the last things he said before everything around him went black.

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"You're the one that's two steps behind, Father Enrico," said the stranger that came out of nowhere. His plump, pink lips smirking at them.

"Who the hell are you!? And how do you know my name!?"

Pucci gave the other tall man a look of disgust and shock when he saw a familiar disc inserting towards his head. It has Weather Report in it.

"I should be the one asking. Who are you?" he inquired back as his hair was noticeably starting to turn white, and his irises transitioned from grey to deep blue. But his eyes bled. Pucci's skin was disintegrating as the sun quickly set.

Night had come, the sky began to rain acid so strong that they melt into anyone's skin.

It sounds bizarre that there's a rainbow at night. Three people at the spacecraft are wobbling. When Annasui starts to slip, he tries to grab on to the metal, to get back up but he shuddered at the priest's voice.

"There's no way you could stop me from annihilating the Joestar bloodline, stranger. I have finally achieved heaven. I shall fulfill DIO's will," Pucci announced with his thunderous voice. The white haired stranger didn't flinch at all which was brave.

"MADE IN HEAVEN!!" Pucci yelled. But his opponent shrouded in cyan aura kept a straight face.

Annasui looked even more anxious as the idol went toe to toe on the priest once again.

"WEATHER REPORT," Annasui called. Pucci's enemy turned to him, shooting a bitter stare towards to his soul. "GIVE UP ALREADY, YOU ARE NO MATCH FOR YOUR BROTHER."

"I AM DOING THIS FOR JOLYNE." Annasui froze as Weather Report said it straight from the body he just possessed. His pupils are whitened due to prolonged exposure to pure oxygen in the air, it looked like he cried blood. Only the woman, whom he was in love with, would make himself pause. His body lost its balance and surrendered to the flood along with the swift passage of time.

As Annasui was thrown into the waters, the sun began to quickly fade the darkness into light.

"ANNASUI!" Emporio called. "How did that stranger get Weather's disc!? AND WHERE DID HE COME FROM!?"

"I don't know!!"

They turned to see a familiar green haired lady getting swept by the waves. Annasui's chest began to pound. He turned to the spacecraft which was already been bent and eaten by the flood. After that, a man with white hair stood tall and began walking. It can't be!

Pucci still succeeded in eliminating the Joestars, anyway.

"We could get out of this if we reach the whirlpool over there!" Hermes suggested, looking at the spinning geyser from miles away.

"What's waiting for us at the other side?" Emporio worriedly asked.

"We never know if we don't try," Annasui mumbled, closing his eyes.

Maybe this is their destiny. Either way, even if the story alters, they still will be destined to die. Jotaro and Jolyne, Hermes, Emporio, and Annasui's bodies plunged deep into the swirl in that order. They now landed into the same world, but everything looked more different.

The heavens stopped changing quickly. Time had stopped accelerating. They looked at the figure of a white haired man from earlier. His pink, juicy lips smiled at all of them, ash blue eyes almost disappearing when he shows his teeth. He's neither Weather Report... nor Father Pucci whom this man defeated.