No! Absolutely not! He refused to accept it!
Even if it meant trading his life for another!
He should have been the one to die in Egypt back then. If he had died and Avdol and Iggy had survived, Kakyoin would not have died in the end, either!
If fate could not be defied, then...
To hell with submitting!!
"Jotaro!"
Jean Pierre Polnareff's eyes blazed with fury, and his voice cracked from screaming.
How could he resign himself to fate? How could he possibly accept it?!
"The World!!"
Before Jean Pierre Polnareff had finished shouting, Jotaro thrust one hand forward. His gaze was resolute, his voice brimming with rage, yet they could clearly hear him forcibly suppressing it, struggling to calm himself.
It was like the moment of stillness before a tsunami struck and mountains crumbled.
The next instant, the world seemed to freeze. Falling leaves hung motionless in midair.
However...
At almost the same moment-or, more precisely, the instant before Jotaro roared-
The giant screen on the nearby shopping mall lit up. As though in provocation, a voice rang out in every direction, reaching everyone's ears with perfect clarity.
"Let time leap forward! King Crimson!"
Oh no!!! ×N
Jotaro's expression changed drastically. The leaves that had been frozen in midair continued falling.
But the situation on the battlefield had changed.
All his memories of the time stop had been skipped, but he had pulled Avdol and the lunging Jean Pierre Polnareff aside.
At the very front stood Avdol, who had recalled Magician's Red and wreathed his entire body in flames. Beside him was Jean Pierre Polnareff, on the highest alert.
To their left sat Don Quixote in his wheelchair, holding the Rapier.
Off to one side was Joseph, his fingers spread and Golden Ripple coiling around his body. He