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WRITTEN BY THE JAPANESE CREATOR: HIROHIKO ARAKI
RETOLD BY: TUDOR ARTENI
[the requiem quietly plays]
Mista: Trish, you have my bullets.
Mista: Give them all to me.
Mista: They're inside my boot.
Trish: R-Right...
[She crouches and picks up some bullets from Mista's boot. But when she is about to bring them to her...]
[Her hand moves a few inches more than it should have, along with a small bit of static. The music also stops.]
Trish: -!
Mista: Hurry up, will you?
Mista: Come on, hand over the bullets!
Trish: M-Mista...
[He looks down.]
[...]
Mista: -!
[Misterioso by Yugo Kanno plays.]
[He checks his hand....]
[...4 of the bullets are on the ground.]
Mista: -!!
Bucciarati: !!
Giorno: !!
Giorno: Time just skipped ahead a few seconds!
Polnareff: Yeah...there are bullets on the ground, but I don't remember hearing them fall!
Bucciarati: Impossible! But i didn't see it at all! Not him summoning King Crimson or making it disappear, either!
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Giorno: I don't really get what's going on, but if time just skipped ahead, then it's a fact that my body isn't the one controlling King Crimson!
[The camera shows Diavolo on the ground, wounded.]
Bucciarati: Narancia, what's going on in the area? Is there anyone else trying to come here?
[The two turn around...only to find out he's not there anymore...]
Bucciarati: Narancia?
[He spots a bleeding brooch...and follows the blood trail from the pillar that leads to...]
[...something the camera doesn't show.]
[Bucciarati is speechless...]
Mista: Trish...please...
Mista: You need to drop...one more bullet from my* hand, please!
Trish *at the same time, looking around*: I don't know...
Trish *slightly trembling*: I don't know why I can't sense the boss...I have no idea why!
Trish: I can't** sense him anywhere...
Giorno **at the same time, pushing everyone aside*: Move, move! Let me through, please!
Giorno *off-screen*: ***Please! Get out of my way!!!
Polnareff ***at the same time, looking up*: Impossible...there's no way this would have happened!
Bucciarati: Keep an eye on our surroundings, Mista! Watch our backs!!
[The camera shows his eye going half-shut, and then reveals why everyone was looking up...]
Mista: NARANCIA!!!!
Mista: CUT THE IRON BARS, BUCCIARATI!! WE NEED TO HURRY UP AND GET NARANCIA DOWN!!!!!
Giorno: Leave this to me, Mista!
Bucciarati *looking around*: Reload your gun, Mista! He'll do it again!! His attack has already begun!!
[He stares at Narancia's impaled corpse for a moment.]
Bucciarati: gh....
Bucciarati: STICKY FINGERS!
[He summons his stand and cuts the iron bars down, making Narancia fall down. At the same time, Giorno summons Gold Experience.]
Mista: HEAL HIM! HURRY UP AND GET THE IRON BARS OUT OF HIM!!!!!
[Giorno immediately does so.]
[Trish looks around, desperate.]
Trish *her mind*: The civilians outside the Colosseum are starting to wake up...
Trish *her mind*: Where is he!? I didn't sense anything from the boss at all!
Trish *her mind*: I don't get why his presence seems to disappear and then re-appear anymore...
[The camera shows her in her original body for a few seconds before switching back to Mista's.]
Bucciarati: King Crimson's range is 2 to 3 meters at most...so then...how did he do it from over there!?
[For a moment, the camera shows Narancia up close, opening his eyes. It seems that he managed to resurrect him back to life.]
[Trish looks with relief, while Bucciarati just watches.]
Mista: H-Hey! You did it! Narancia's awake now!
Mista: Yes!
Mista: T-That was a close one...
[The glow stops...but Giorno reluctantly breaks it to him.]
Giorno: y-you're wrong...mista...
Mista: -!
Giorno: It's...empty.
Giorno: just empty...
Giorno *speaking through both Narancia's body and his original body*: the wounds he received...have already been healed with my gold experience....
[He tears up for the first time in years...]
Giorno *speaking through both Narancia's body and his original body*: But...he's already gone....
Giorno: Narancia...
Giorno:...isn't...
Giorno: *sniff*
[Everyone watches in disbelief.]
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: It's completely empty....
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: His soul...is gone.
[The camera zooms to Trish, trying to keep her composure after losing the person that swore to protect her until the very end...]
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: He's gone now.
[The camera shows Mista, speechless after losing his best friend, and Bucciarati, who watches the demise of who he considered his adoptive son play out. Everyone's eyes are trembling.]
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: There's nothing I can do...
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: I didn't make it in time...
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: It's so empty that I could slip back in...and I could co-exist in both bodies....
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*: That's just how...
Giorno *speaking through Narancia's body*:...empty this body is...
[Narancia closes his eyes as Giorno's soul goes back to his original body, and collapses shortly after Giorno wakes up.]
[Everyone watches in disbelief...as the music reaches its climax.]
[Without having to keep a strong composure for Narancia anymore, he finally loses it and breaks down in tears.]
Mista: NARANCIA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Giorno *in a mournful tone*: This is...too sudden...
[The camera shows Trish, Bucciarati, and Mista crying, the latter crying the hardest.]
[Then it zooms out, as Mista screams at the sky.]
Mista: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[The camera fades to black...]
[...and shows the same restaurant the team used to hang out on, all the way back in Naples.]
[Fugo is shown walking alone, and stops after briefly spotting Aerosmith's shadow.]
[He looks up at the sky, only to find nothing.]
[The shadow passes through the same pedestal Moody Blues created the Boss's facemask...and the shadow is revealed to belong to a Black Sparrow that soars into the sky and disappears.]
