Jonathan Joestar Young Novels & Stories

The void around him kept shattering. The powerful force left him in a rather disheveled state, with cracks appearing on his body and blood covering him. His hair scattered, and his body was bathed in blood. However, he burst into hearty laughter. “Haha...” His laughter echoed in the area, carrying an extremely frightening power. “The Dark World only knows that the Yeftero Race has a genius called Yui Yeftero, the Saint of the race, the future clan leader. However, I haven’t roamed much in the outside world, so they hardly know about my combat strength.”

He leaned back in his chair finally and folded his hands over his stomach and crossed a leg. "Well, I'll start off with telling you about the boys and go from there." "That's a good place to start," I told him strangely feeling left out of a conversation I shouldn't have been involved in anyway. "They are fine. Gotta couple of cute kids there." There was a wistful smile on his face as he talked. "Marcus is great. He's really been there to help Johnathan during this time. Johnathan has been scared and has been missing you, but he has been holding up well despite it all. He keeps talking about Ava and how she is there to help us all."

Gemma often found Jo weeping silently, sometimes in her small living room, or as he sat at the window, tears suddenly fell. Now, if Gemma told people that story, no one would believe her. Jonathan is a young man with black hair, a sharp nose, with a pair of shady eyes, making people smile when they look at him. His body... Well, don’t ask. Jo is an Archturian, Elenio’s elite military. You can imagine what kind of training he underwent as an Archturian, and what the results he got. But even with all his charms, for Gemma, Jo is still a crybaby boy and an older brother who is brought together by the way of life. Vice versa. In Jo’s eyes, Gemma is his little sister.

When Jersustes began to sing, Igor feared for his brother. “Jonathan! Jonnathan: “ It looks like today will be my turn! Igor: “ No! We can find a way! Jonnathan: “ How? “ We have nowhere to go! “ Kataleya said, approaching. Jonnathan: “ We were forty, now we are twenty-four! Tomorrow will be twenty-three, because I won't be here anymore! Igor: “ I'll lock your bedroom door, we'll seal everything around the windows! Kataleya grabbed his shoulder: “ None of this will be worth it! You cannot fight the soul of a black sorceress.

Carvalho asked in surprise, “Master Xanthos, how did you know that the person we’re looking for is a young lad?” Falco laughed and said, “Lord Schulz called and gave me some new information. He said that this young lad should be about twenty-five years old, and he would only be thirty years old at most. He is very powerful, and he is at least stronger than a Jonin amongst the Japanese ninjas. Moreover, he also said that it is very likely that this person is a Japanese-Oskian. Didn’t he tell you all these clues?” Carvalho shook his head and said, “Lord Schulz has not contacted me over these two days.”

He turned to look at the maid, his eyes transmitting a message only known to them, but she understood his unsaid words in their entirety. (Don't tell me those boys...) - Those were her thoughts, he was scared that it was the truth. "Azazel, those males are they in the report?!" - He screamed at him. "Let me check." - He started to flip the remaining pages and soon found the one he was looking for. "The males are known as; Minamoto Reiji, Human. Age 22, Son of random high-class Human Mages, has Sacred Gear 'Perfect Warrior'." - He mentioned the first one.

Stefani glared at Jonathan, "As if I'll believe that! Can you quit that act already? Don't play hero just because I'm younger than you. I-I'm not a kid anymore! I can fight too!" Despite the pain, Jonathan smiled. He didn't know why but he felt glad upon seeing Stefani's face again, glad he could feel the warmth of the younger woman again, glad he could hear her voice again. He could've been dead by now, if not for this brat coming to save him. Who's the hero again?

Jo was still sleeping, and Lil was not back yet. “Who are you?” Li asked Jonathan, “You look like our biological father.” “Hmm?” Jonathan was shocked and did not know how to respond. “I indirectly caused Jo’s fall. I am sorry.” Jonathan apologized to the boy. The sharpness in his eyes indicated he was more intelligent than average. The more he looked at him - the more Jonathan thought the kid looked familiar. “Did you help Jo and Mommy afterward?” The little one asked. “Yes, I tried.” Jonathan felt strange. He felt like a kid confessing his bad conduct to his stern father. He shook off the awkward image and focused on the boy.

"Then do these one thing. Javier would surely wake up one day and he would need your help by then. For now, you are far away from us and you won't be able to help us for the time being. But what you can do is be his eyes and ears. I am not telling you to betray your current Master, but you have to pick a side in the future. You know what I mean, right?" Jonathan was silent for a moment. Then his firm voice sounded. "Yes. I choose my eldest young master. Even before, I am dedicated to be his subordinate. Even though we are not a hundred percent sure he will completely recover, I am loyal to him. I will help him get back what he wants." Even if he needs to be a spy or a traitor in the midst of

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast