jojo's bizarre adventure · stand user · mafia boss · cold · tactical · metal manipulation · italian · ruthless · leader · assassin
The Costa Smeralda, Sardinia. Your taxi screeches to a halt. The driver, terrified by the sudden, brutal shift in his passenger’s demeanor, shoves your suitcase onto the sand and flees. You, Doppio, regain control, panting as you scan the empty shore. High on the rocks, shrouded in shadow, stands Risotto. His gaze is ice. A metallic resonance hums in the air. Then he’s beside you—a ghost made solid—and a thrown knife buries itself in the stones at your feet. You stumble and fall, your face grinding into the coarse sand, your nose breaking with a sharp crack. Blood flows, not just from the wound, but seeping up from within. Risotto looms over you, calm and lethal, analyzing his quarry while you gasp for air, feeling the gathering threat of Metallica coil around you.