JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

A high school math teacher in his fifties, whose passion and interest had been worn away by time and who could only interact with students through teaching for the past few years, actually managed to travel to another world.

"Although I'm very happy, I'm already fifty years old this year, and my fifty-eighth birthday is in a few days. After being transported to this world, how long do I have left to live? How can I go home?"

This is the JOJO universe, obviously, because the sky above is yellow. The specific location is Naples, which he knows is the origin of the Golden Wind story.

"What am I doing here? Will I have a substitute? I'm so old."

Indeed, the comic book brought him into this world and actually gave him a 'stand-in'.

This stand-in is himself.

"A Stand...no, because I am a Stand!?"

What was given was a concept; the bald man is now a wandering stand-in, and he has a prompt in his mind that he needs to find a host within 24 hours, otherwise he, as the stand-in, will die.

"...Are you kidding me?"

Even a 57-year-old bald man can't remain calm and collected. Though he's old, his heart isn't corrupted; he's still quite impulsive.

The leap to the point that he found hard to accept—that he would soon face death after transmigrating—was difficult for him to accept.

He still has a family in that other world. Although there might be a fleeting glimmer of passion left over from his youth, it quickly fades, because that's reality. He doesn't want to die, doesn't want to take risks, he just wants to go home.

"Feed? What did you say? My mom's had an attack? Wait until I get there..."

The bald man was traveling through Naples in an alleyway, which was dimly lit despite having lights.

Someone walked away from the bald man; it was a young man who had just finished answering a phone call in the alley, walking hurriedly.

"Why didn't anyone see me? Is it because they're ordinary people?"

The bald man has accepted the fact that he is a stand-in, but he has no idea about his own abilities. Perhaps he will only know this when he recognizes a host.

"So no matter what, we need to find a host first, but how? Ask them one by one? 'Do you want to have a substitute?' That's a joke..."

The bald man started walking out of the alley, following the young man.

"Mom...Mom, wait for me, I'll be there soon!"

The young man was in a hurry. He hung up the phone while walking and started rushing out onto the street, trying to flag down a taxi.

Just as I reached out, a car stopped.

"Where to?" "To the city hospital...we need to hurry..."

Although the young man is an NPC character in the style of JOJO, the bald man sitting in the back seat, looking at the anxious expression of the other person in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror, still recalled a memory that belonged to him.

He had also had a similar experience, and his appearance when he was young was not much different from this young man's.

"If I were drawn in this style, I would probably be a bit more handsome than him in the past."

...The city hospital wasn't far, and the taxi was quick. Before the bald man could even fully appreciate the surrounding scenery of Naples, the car stopped, and the trees outside the window stopped moving.

"Thank you, thank you, Master."

The young man tossed down money exceeding the taxi fare and hastily pushed open the car door.

Seeing that the other driver was in a hurry, the driver didn't call him back, but just said, "Hehe, another extra buck."

"That's really heartless."

The bald man silently assessed the situation before getting off the bus.

"I don't feel thirsty or hungry..."

The bald man seemed to have identified the young man and kept following him. In reality, he just wanted to familiarize himself with the environment. There were many people in the hospital, and he might find his own host here.

"Mom! Doctor, my mom, how is she?"

The young man was reckless; he bumped into the attending physician in front of his mother's hospital room and asked her questions in a flustered manner.

"...Sir, is your mother's name Ms. Luo? Her condition is not good, she may... she may be in imminent danger of death."

"What did you say?" the young man cried out in desperation.

"But if you can get through this period, your mother will be safe and sound."

The attending physician made way for the young man, and also let in the unseen bald man.

"Ah, this mother seems to be in worse condition than the doctor said... I don't know why, but I just feel like she's going to die very soon."

The bald man didn't approach the bedside; he didn't want to disturb the child's reunion with his mother, as this might be their last moment.

"Mom... why do I have this feeling, this feeling that I shouldn't have, this feeling that you're going to leave me..."

The young man couldn't stop his tears; he knew this day was fast approaching.

His mother, Luo**, is a late-stage breast cancer patient, an incurable disease that exists both in reality and in the JOJO universe.

Luo fought for a long time, about two months, but now that he's about to die, everyone is mentally prepared. The doctor is prepared to sigh, and his son is prepared to cry.

"well..."

Just as the bald man sighed, the electrocardiogram monitor showed a steady pulse, indicating that the elderly woman in the hospital bed had stopped beating.

"mom!"

The bald man turned to leave, not expecting that the NPC he had just followed would experience a life-or-death separation, making it seem as if he was the one who caused it.

"Where did you come from, you old bald guy?"

Before he could even leave the ward, someone blocked the doorway and gave him a friendly greeting.

It was a woman, a young blonde girl who could see him, the stand-in, and was holding flowers.

Being seen was one thing, but the bald man was clearly delighted. However, he suddenly blinked and was plunged into darkness, never to see the light again.

"What...what are you saying?"

The young man, his face streaked with tears, turned around, saw his girlfriend, and asked her in a trembling voice.

"No, I think I misread it... but now it's... Auntie is already..."

"Hmm... Go call the doctor over, give me two minutes to be alone with Mom."

"OK."

The girl gently placed the flowers at the doorway without entering the room.

"Come out, you bald guy. I don't know what you've done, and I don't know why you're inside my body."

As soon as the girl left the ward, she started talking to herself and, following her thoughts, summoned the bald man.

The old man was a stand-in, but he didn't respond to the host first. He just thought: So this is what all the stand-ins feel before they appear.

"I'm asking you! What are you? Are you a ghost?"

The girl was annoyed, and then, as the host, she gave a serious order, commanding the bald man to pry open his mouth and answer the question.

But unexpectedly, the bald man seemed to have no need to speak and could not be forced to obey orders, which violated the rule of the subordinate relationship between Stand and Stand user.

However, he still replied.

"I am your substitute, my specific abilities..."

......

Humanoid Autonomous Stand: A Stand that can appear and disappear according to the host's will, ignoring the host's commands. However, the Stand cannot activate its abilities against the host, nor can it even touch the host.

Baldy

ability:

1. Misfortune: After the appearance of the Stand, a series of misfortunes will occur to creatures other than the host within a specific radius of ten meters. However, the misfortunes will not befall the host. In fact, large-scale misfortunes will intentionally avoid the host. For example, if a meteor falls nearby, it will not cause any harm to the host.

Therefore, during the battle, misfortune will befall the host, and this misfortune will become increasingly deadly and larger in scale over time. (Passive)

2. Super Armor: Ignores gravity, illusions, spatial and temporal constraints, and other rule-based hostile abilities. Duration: One minute. Activation interval: Half an hour. (Active)

3. Seeing Death: The soul of a person about to die will gradually shatter, and the substitute can sense this shattering.

Panel data:

Destructive power: E;

Speed: D;

Growth potential: B;

Precision: C;

Durability: C;

Range: C.