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simply an analogy of my failures. But nevertheless, no matter how many times
one fails, as long as one wins in the end, that is enough.
The stone mask was not a tool for murder to begin with.--- With the
needles flying out of it aimed at the brain when one splashes blood on it, it
seemed to me originally that it could only be some sort of ancient torture device,
like an iron maiden. But at the very last minute, truly the very last, the final
instant, I realized that it was not.
I am glad I did not use that stone mask for the murder of George Joestar.
While Jonathan was looking for the source of the Eastern drug that that I
had used to kill my father and was attempting to kill my adoptive father with,
venturing onto Ogre Street at risk to his life--- I was wandering the city at night.
Wandering with a liquor bottle in hand.
With my plan exposed and Jonathan now en route to finding evidence of
my plan, I could not help but drink.
But the more I drank, the more I lost my temper.--- I lost my temper at
myself for drinking just like that piece of garbage father of mine.
I felt like I was going to drown in self-loathing.
Of course, whether he was able to obtain evidence or not, I did not waver
in my decision to kill Jonathan.--- I knew how unlikely it was that he would
return from Ogre Street alive, but that "consolation" did not ease my mind all
that much.
My plan was already in disarray.
My life was in disarray.
After seven years--- After even time than that, the future of me, Dio, was
at the brink of collapse.--- Knowing that, even if I did kill Jonathan with the stone
mask, even if I killed him and made it looked like an accident, it felt like it
wouldn't mean much of anything.
While in such a mood, I got involved with two men that were in my path.
They were the type that I would normally pay no heed to whatsoever, but
remembering my childhood, I was actually used to getting into a fight with such