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“O mighty meowl why ist thou not responding”
Said Dio, as he took a sip from his high quality red wine.
The meowl did not respond…
He muttered some inaudible phrases which made Dio all the more sorrowful. His long-time companion and only worthy accomplice, the meowl had been out of it recently almost as if it was avoiding Dio.
Dio wondered if leaving the Joestar mansion and betraying them was actually a good stepping stone. He had always been comforted by the elusive presence of the meowl and that alone led to him believeing that there wasn’t any need for human allies that stand on the same level as him.
Humans and humanoids have always been below him, they weren’t his friends the best case scenerio, they were his subordinates or underlings.
It wasn’t too long until he was abandoned by his “beloved” friend,meowl .
He thought over and over again yet his pride didn’t let him admit that he infact did
miss the company of Jonathan and his friends back in London.
The meowl was just a method of his to cope with all the hardships in life and all the loneliness he faced as a result of his own actions.
Dio was aware of this.
When his mother died he stopped believing in genuine friendships and bonds that last. He was envious of those who hadn’t come to that realization.
As he was slumped on his throne,he realised maybe the reason he “hated” Jonathan wasn’t his wealth or anything.
Maybe the reason why ,was how Jonathan was always genuine.
Jonathan didn’t have alot of charisma unlike him.
He thought that factor made him superior but the only thing it did was make him have more admirers rather than friends.
It was way beyond the point of asking for forgiveness from Jojo now.
He could only wish that in some other reality out there, their relationship was better off.
It was just then when the meowl flew in through the window.
That did not comfort Dio ,not anymore.