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After the second fight with Jojo in Windknights Lot, all that remained of Dio was his head.
Wang Chan had put Dio in some type of small fish tank (since that was all he could afford).Things weren’t looking up, most of Dio’s subordinates had either abandoned him or died.
Except a certain Meowl.
Meowl gave Dio emotional support through the rough times he was facing and supported him until the end.
He was devoted, through and through.
He managed the finances of Dio’s Castle and contributed on plan-making. He was one of the only people who knew Dio was going to attack that ship.
He warned Dio not to attempt something so unpredictable.He feared that he wouldnt be able to hear from Dio after that cruise.
And when the day came, the fated day that Jonathan deported on that damned ship for his honeymoon, Dio went too.
Meowl begged and pleaded yet all he received was a speech.
“Fear not my dear friend my power scales miles above Jojo’s. I will defeat him and reach the peak of my power. Then we wont fear anymore,no we will BE feared”
That day marked the last day of the camaraderie between Dio and Meowl.
In the 100 years in which Dio rested in the bottom of the sea, Meowl made sure to continue Dio’s legacy.He looked after Dio’s zombies as they were his own children.
It was a cloudy autumn day in 1952,
“Sire Meowl, theres a call for you”
“Sire?”
Meowl’s limp frame peaked through his bed, his face was pale and lifeless.
That fated day, Meowls journey on our planet came to an end. He remained single and died a bachelor.