Jojo over heaven

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somewhere deep down, I had desired that heat I felt from when Jonathan and I
hit each other in the hall.
Well, all I can call that was emotion brought on by youth. As it played
out, I spent seven years never revealing my true emotions, wearing the mask of
the good student, and keeping my head down......
But after those seven years were up, my plans were divulged to Jonathan,
and so there was no value in enduring that blandness at all.
There is little point in writing out the long details of a failed plan, but
nevertheless, to omit it completely would defeat the purpose of writing this
record. So I will remark on it briefly.
First, I become an adopted child of the Joestar family.--- I legally became
a member of the Joestar family.
I went from being Dio Brando to Dio Joestar--- Now that I mention it,
Joeseph Joestar, Joutarou Kuujou, and the sickly Holly Joestar that I am now
trying to intimidate are both Jonathan's descendants as well as descendants of
me, Dio. In terms of both flesh and law.--- Not that it makes any difference.
However, I never planned to become a member of the Joestar Family.
Though I may have taken over his body, I did not become Jonathan; Jonathan
became me. Therefore, I do not harbor any sort of positive sentiment towards
them.
I feel no familial bonds or anything of the sort with them.
Having the Brando name inheriting my father's name could not have
been any more unpleasant. But somehow, inheriting the Joestar name was
similarly, if not more unpleasant to me.
Even after I was officially adopted, I continued to be called by the last
name Brando at school. But the reason I didn't correct them was because I didn't
have much of a fixation with the Joestar name.--- I was fine as long as that was
my officially registered name.
In order to usurp Lord Joestar's assets, that is.