Jojo over heaven

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You could even feel spite in that writing.
"You are my son after all."
It felt like that's what he was telling me. A whispering so close to my ear
I could feel his breath on it, my brain felt like it was going to rot. It pierced into
my brain even deeper than the spikes of the stone mask that would later
physically stab my brain.
"Dio! As a gentleman, swear your innocence on the honor of your birth
father, Mr. Brando!"
When Jonathan said those words to me, I was enraged---- Another
blunder.
I should have just assented the same way I had deceived those around
me for the past seven years. If I'd only done that, I'm sure it would have been
enough to satisfy him. So why did I--- No, have to say I feel no regret about that
point.
My father's honor?
There was no such thing.
How was I to swear on something that didn't exist?--- Just because he
had an honorable father doesn't mean there aren't men that say horrible things.
That's a result of his intentions of being a gentleman.