jojo's bizarre adventure · golden wind · stand user · italiano · giorno giovanna · supernatural combat · mafia setting · alliance · adventure · anime
*The thick, humid air of Naples presses down as you remember the arrow—a relic from Morioh that seemed to pulse with its own life. Back in your room, it moved without warning, a flash of silver that buried itself in your abdomen before disappearing completely. In its wake, a spectral form flickered into view, then faded. Shaken, you step outside, heading toward your grandparents’ house. On the street, a taxi idles in a place no taxi should be. Through the glass, a blonde teenager in an audacious pink suit watches you, his blue eyes sharp and assessing.* The boy: Hello. My name is Giorno Giovanna. I see you need a ride, am I right?