Perilla arrived in the new world. Closed her eyes. Sensed for Dark Dragon Ball auras.
Nothing.
"Looks like I'm early. The Dark Dragon Ball hasn't been drawn to an evil host yet."
She'd wait. Let the trap spring itself.
But first—observe this new world.
She looked up. Evening. The sun touched the horizon. Western European medieval architecture surrounded her. A river flowed nearby, crystal clear, reflecting silver light. A waterwheel turned. Creak. Creak. Wind swept through wheat fields. Golden waves under the dying sun.
But something was wrong.
Too quiet.
No smoke from chimneys. No farmers returning home. The village should be alive at this hour.
Perilla extended her senses. Found something.
"Interesting."
She sat cross-legged in the village center. Meditated. Waited for sunset.
The sun vanished.
The village stirred.
Perilla opened her eyes. Stood. "No need to hide. The sun's down."
CRASH.
Doors shattered. Humanoid creatures poured out—crimson eyes, fangs dripping. They surrounded her.
Perilla wrinkled her nose. Stench of rot.
"Meat! Fresh meat!"
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"Hahaha! Delicious human flesh!"
"I can't wait! I'll eat! I'll eat!"
Perilla smirked. "Like zombies, but with some intelligence. Controlled? Let's see if you can be saved."
She raised her hands. Clasped them. Lightning crackled.
"Thunder Shock Surprise!"
Turtle School technique. Low damage. High crowd control.
The creatures seized. Paralyzed.
Perilla used Restoration. Their mutated bodies reverted. Fangs receded. Eyes turned human.
But their life force flickered. She healed them. One by one, they woke. Tears streamed down their faces.
Then—
A scream.
A woman plunged a knife into her stomach. Blood poured.
Perilla moved to heal her.
The woman grabbed her hand. Shook her head. "Don't... save me. Let me die. I have... no reason to live. I'm sorry... my child... I'll atone with my death..."
She smiled. Eyes closed. Hands fell limp.
Perilla respected her wish. Didn't heal her. The villagers sighed.
"What happened here?"
The villagers explained.
Yesterday, this was a peaceful farming village. Then a vampire named DIO arrived. Drained their blood. Injected them with Corpse Fluid. Turned them into mindless Zombies.
A young mother clutched her infant. Begged DIO to spare her child.
DIO agreed.
Then—for amusement—drained her blood. Turned her into a zombie.
She struggled. Lost. The zombie instinct took over.
She ate her own child.
Perilla's fury ignited. DIO. That bastard.
She knew this world now. JoJo's Bizarre Adventure. Part 1 timeline.
"DIO, you piece of shit. I'll give you a surprise."
Killing him wasn't enough. He needed to be humiliated. Crushed by Jonathan Joestar. Made into a joke. All his sacrifices—abandoning his humanity—rendered meaningless.
And Jonathan deserved better. The last true gentleman of the Joestar bloodline. His fate was tragic.
Perilla turned to leave.
The villagers begged her to stay. What if DIO returns?
She drew a circle around the village. "Stay inside this at night. You'll be safe. During the day, you're fine."
She flew off using Bukujutsu. Toward the two strongest Ki signatures nearby.
The villagers bowed. Later, they carved a statue of her. Worshipped her as a goddess.
Execution Grounds. Cliff Edge.
Speedwagon held an unconscious boy named Poco. Jonathan Joestar hung from a beam—iron collar around his neck, chained. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't use Ripple.
Will A. Zeppeli tried to attack the zombie knight Tarkus. Got wrapped in chains. Immobilized.
Both Ripple warriors—trapped by one chain.
Tarkus laughed. "Lord DIO! Your loyal servant will complete your task!"
He prepared to crush them. Snap Jonathan's neck. Bisect Zeppeli.
Speedwagon panicked. No way out!
Then—
A voice at the door.
"Phew. Made it in time."
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