❛ what're you going to do with your destiny ? ❜ for avdol
you have a touch of destiny. avdol can make out the faintest outlines of jotaro's story, once one looks past the brilliance of the shining star that is his soul. he burns, even now, with a flame that rivals magician's red. he will outshine the darkness which threatens to envelope all. but all things die, all things burn out, stars included.
and avdol's flames will be long cold and extinguished before his own.
❝ i'm going to do what's right. ❞ it sounds like a painfully generic answer, but it is sincere. ❝ i'm going to do all that i can to help mr. joestar and you. ❞
what a rather short, anticlimactic destiny. avdol's fingers nervously drum against the table. they are the only two up at this late hour, restless souls unable to find solace in this hotel. their destination creeps ever closer. the sands of time tick louder than ever, but currently, only these two are aware of such a noise. avdol knows what will happen when the last grain falls. he wonders if, in some way, jotaro knows as well.
❝ don't worry about me. you are destined for greater things. you are the star, after all. you are the beacon of hope, the light that will guide us to the end of a tunnel. ❞ and when his thoughts, once again, creep towards jean it compels him to add; ❝ and... do take care, to help guide those who are still lost, long after this is over. ❞
