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More time has opened up, so I will continue my entry from a few days
ago.
The story of what I remember from 100 years ago.
I had decided to kill Jonathan Joestar--- The man who was raised like a
brother to me in the same house, who even was legally my brother, I planned to
kill using the stone mask.
The reason was that he had exposed my plan to kill George Joestar, but
even if that had not happened, I would still have had to kill him eventually.
And so I just "did what was necessary
That was it.
What was necessary.
There was no emotion in it.--- There was no sort of internal human
conflict. It was a few days after this when I stopped being human, but thinking
back on it, I may have already stopped being human at this point.
......Or rather, was there ever really a time where I was human at all?
When living in that wretched city--- with that foolish mother and that
low-life father, was there any humanity?
In that dog-eat-dog world, there was not a single human.--- I cannot very
well say that my mother's behavior was human-like either.
No.
As Pucci would say, "The desire to go to heaven."
If that is what makes a human, human, then I suppose Mother was a
human.--- And perhaps even as a vampire with not one drop of humanity left in
him, I, Dio, am also then a human?
When probing into it, it is actually quite an interesting philosophical
discussion, but I will only be writing about facts here.
I will write only of the fact that I failed to kill Jonathan even with the
stone mask.--- Now that I think about it, this notebook is starting to become