Omake 33: Divine Singularity (2)
After spending years in the late nineteenth century, the degree of clean and pristine that is Chaldea sure makes me feel a bit inferior with the life standards I’ve grown accustomed to. I guess spending so much time away from what was once home got me really detached from feeling too familiar with this technological level.
While normal Singularities would have seen the Masters, which were both Gudao and Gudako in this instance, remain around to fix things, there were reports that the current holder of the Holy Grail had released a terrible miasma that was affecting all those that were within the copy of reality me and my teammates have been brought to. To avoid major issues, we were all pulled back to the main HQ and given the time to rest and recover while we prepared for the next move. Of course, considering the circumstances, the ‘DIO’s found it essential to waste my time in a full-fledged interrogation regarding my origins and my moral compass.
“I still can’t believe a version of myself that never used the Stone Mask exists but… then again, I’ve seen that there are many figures in this facility which have multiple versions of themselves,” Part 3 DIO hummed calmly while staring me up and down.
“Why wouldn’t he want to achieve immortality?” Part 1 DIO inquired, almost disgusted and prompting me to answer with a flat tone.
“Perhaps I don’t think losing a degree of sanity is worth that kind of interesting protection from aging,” I reminded. “After all, most of the early plans, those that worked brilliantly, were all tied to us all being human.”
The younger Vampire scowled, and he seemed more pissed when Diego nodded at my words.
“What’s the use of immortality if you can’t plan out ways to survive with it?” The British Jockey agreed to my point of view.
“I suppose there is sense in both decisions. It was more tied to the… Joestar family,” Part 3 DIO remarked. “After all, those were the ones that foiled our plans were Joestars.”
…
I saw many eyes aimed at me. “What?”
“I’m still unsure if to label you a traitor, or to consider you one of the luckiest version I have ever met,” The effeminate vampire stated and I hummed.
“I think you could just call me the most successful.”
I saw all of them spare me a bitter look that really made me realize how much similar they all were to each other.
“I have a company that is expanding in Europe and America, soon I will also try to hit the Middle East and Asia,” I started to list flatly. “I’m a proficient user of Hamon, I can use the Spin to exceptional level, my Stand is possibly going to surpass ｢The World｣, I have an impressive physique without having to steal the body of my rival and I have a girlfriend, which means I don’t have to hire prostitutes to spread- oh wait, those children were after all spawns of Jonathan.”
The bitter looks turned in vicious ones as they really looked ready to jump at me.
“Roasted!” I heard a flamboyant called out and I had a strong feeling that was owned by one Joseph Joestar. But as I engaged in a mild stand off with the three DIOs, I decided that staying for too long would just warrant a brawl and… ‘Da Vinci-chan’ was clear about not making any messes while we were here. I stood up and calmly left, pausing just a growl coming from Diego.
“What? Already leaving, ‘successful’?”
“I’ve been told to not cause any fighting in this cafeteria,” I replied flatly at the jockey. “It would be discourteous of us to create issues to the twins and the rest of the staff.”
There was no counterpoint at that as I calmly walked off to see where the others were. The twins were the ones that helped them find a table to sit by while I fended off this triple assault from my counterparts. I was well on my way to find them when I realized that someone was already talking with them and… I knew them. She was a bit shorter than me, but her armor hid a well-trained body that was tempered by years of knightly educations and battles. The only reason she didn’t seem much at first glance, but her hidden sword and her armor… they were unforgettable. The one with the ‘heart of a Dragon’.
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She was currently busy speaking with Kate, both sharing a similar degree of interest due to their respective blades, and perhaps background and unique details. Still, I felt compelled to interject that conversation, perhaps my inner sense of being a Briton drawing me into being part of this. There was indeed a pull from the Promised Eternal King of Britain and the me, the One that Craved the Heavens upon the World.
“King Arthur Pendragon, Saber,” I greeted curtly, my words gaining her attention as I saw the blonde turning to gaze at me. Blue-green eyes matched mine in curiosity but also ‘familiarity’.
“You are Dio Joestar, I heard from Jonathan that you are… different than them.”
“Hopefully in a positive way,” I replied calmly. “I feel honored to be in front of you.”
She raised a fascinated brow. “And why so?”
“Well, the legend has you a man, and yet you are born a woman. While I don’t mean any disrespect, I can’t help but imagine that your rise to power was a tumultuous one considering how difficult it was to keep that power. I’m truly amazed by what you achieved.”
“And yet I… failed.”
I tilted my head. “And why so, your highness?”
Her lips twitched in minor annoyance at the title.
“I failed my people. I wasn’t the king they idolized.”
I blinked. “And yet you’re remembered in a positive light.”
“That’s because the undoing elements that led to my demise were darkened by those that believed in me.”
…
“I don’t believe so,” I admitted without hesitation. “In fact, I think the reason why you’re remembered as a true icon of true Briton Hero is because you did what you could.”
Her eyes narrowed at my words. “Beg your pardon?”
“I meant no issue with my comment, but I have to say that you are what many strive to be when they think of heightening a world, may it be one where only Britain exist, or one that cover Earth as a whole.”
…
“Thank you...”
I smiled a bit. “You’re welcome, your majesty.”
Just as I said this, I tensed up as I felt two distinct elements blurring towards me. I brought ｢ACT 3｣ out in the open, thinking of intercepting those in time… only for one of them to tackle me right by my legs and another smack their cheek onto mine.
“Big Brother!” Said an overly-affectionate Jack the Ripper said while latching onto me as if her life depended on it.
“Dio!” Greeted lovingly a giddy Abigail Williams as she wrapped her arms tightly around my legs.
Their combo resulted in me tripping down and getting swarmed by the two and… more child Servants that for some reasons knew about me. I was literally drowning in children’s laughs for a while before individuals like Raikou, Boudicca, Parvati and even Archer EMIYA came by to fish me out from that incredibly unexpected development. It was clear they somehow knew about me and… it was Gudao that actually gave me an answer. An answer I couldn’t understand due to how unrealistic it felt to my brain.
“O-Oh, I think they have all met your specific versions in different timelines,” He reasoned with an uneasy tone while his sister was standing unpleasantly close to where I was, drooling a bit while poking with her right index at where my abs were through my white shirt.
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