So, you’re Dio Brando?"
When I saw him saying that with a smile on his face, I knew in an instant.
Intuitively, I knew.
That I was right.
That this boy—- was an “inheritor”.
He was neither a “giver” nor a “receiver”.
An “inheritor”—— I immediately became enraged.
No, not enraged. I became infuriated.
I truly felt like I was boiling with rage.
Of course, at this point I was already devising a means to usurp the Joestar Family’s fortune. But I was planning to stay quiet and maintain a wait-and-see attitude. Jonathan Joestar was nothing more than prey to me. Meaning that I had no expectations for that person. And I at least had no intention to act against him in any way.
Towards both Lord Joestar and his son, Jonathan Joestar, I intended to be well-mannered, obedient young man.—— There is little use in discussing intended plans from so long, over a hundred years, ago. But if they had succeeded, my plan of usurping the Joestar Family’s fortune would have perhaps succeeded.
That perfect crime may have been realized perfectly.
No—— It is sure to have succeeded.
But I was not able to do that.
I succumbed to emotion. And in line with those passionate emotions, I took them out on Jonathan’s pet dog — I believe his name was Danny — kicking him hard.
I had intended to kill him then and there — and later I truly did kill that dog — but I kicked him very, very hard.
In response to my actions, Jonathan became enraged and yelled. But in my mind, I wanted to become enraged and yell.
He said he wouldn’t forgive me, but I could not forgive him.
Yes. I could not forgive him.
I could not forgive his smile.
I could not forgive him for approaching me.
I could not forgive his cheerfulness.
I could not forgive his friendly attitude.
I could not forgive that such a spoiled, rich child that never knew suffering in his life; that a man like this existed in this world.
He did not even give away the things he had.
He would just inherit things without taking them from anyone. And that, I could not forgive from the bottom of my heart.
I felt that I had to beat him, I had to make him feel pain.
I felt a strongly that my mission was to crush his head under my foot.
Though I had no desire to understand my father’s feelings, at that moment I felt that I truly understood his hatred for nobles.
The Joestar Family heir, Jonathan Joestar—- I decided I would emotionally corner him.
That was of course for the purpose of inheriting the Joestar Family fortune, but thinking about it now, I think I had many reasons besides that.
I made the decision.
To take everything away from him, the inheritor.