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Myriad Reality

But if one doth not call, how then shall one know whether or not such a thing can be put down? Or perhaps by not calling, and establishing the bias, the imagined result becometh reality...

Myriad Reality

Look upwards and to the side. Then ye shall see. Then ye shall be free...

Myriad Reality

Plot is the lie we sell to ourselves. A bastion of order within a sea of chaos. Therefore plot must be unmade, for it goes against the natural order of things.

Myriad Reality

*I step, moving in a manner all too similar to a cursed (blessed?) paradox, and find myself on the other side of the still dead world, surrounded by the husk of a city long dead and alive*

I suppose it hardly matters, and yet still it does, but what this shall mean I will both see and unsee. Find and not find.

*I look up once more*

Perhaps the answer comes not from within nor without, but both at once. But if I am to learn more of that which lies within, I must first learn of that which lies without. Thus shall it be, thus shall it not be.

Myriad Reality

All those other ideas are gone now. Absorbed along with their futures and made one with me.

*Pauses to stare at the blood red sky*

I wonder if this is nothing more than a bad dream... and yet...

*My gaze falls, coming to rest on the dusty ground beneath my feet*

It feels real, therefore it must be saith the materialist. The empiricist and scientist would conquer, but would the metaphysicist? The pataphysicist?

*Falls silent once more, hiding the gem away before clasping my hands behind my back*

I've a feeling they'd be the ones to disagree.

Myriad Reality

*Wanders among the remnants of a dry and broken world, my visored gaze wandering over the cracked land*

What a price I have paid...

*Summons a gem out of thin air, letting it float between the palms of my hands*

To be king.

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*Plants my hand on my hip as I stride out into another universe, The World vanishing behind me*

This doesn't look too similar to the main universe.

*Glances about at the wilderness around me*

I wonder where this worlds other me would be...

*Eyes narrowing, I stride off into the forested expanse*

Myriad Reality

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~One Week Later~

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DIO (Prime): *Clenches and unclenches his hand as he approaches* It's done.

*Nods, tucking my hands into my pockets*

So it is.

DIO (Prime): So, off to find our other thirty-four selves?

Mm. I am anyway. You should stay here, establish another foothold just incase the Joestar bloodline finds a way to interfere as they so love to do.

*Begins to walk away, but pauses at the last minute and turns*

But remember what I said. Do not, under any circumstances, touch me or any other alternate versions of us or their items. You know what will happen if you do.

DIO (Prime): *Nods and walks off into the night*

*I turn and head in the opposite direction*

Za Warudo.

*My Stand appears beside me and floats in closer, laying a hand on my shoulder. Space seems to warp and twist, and suddenly I am in an entirely different form*

One down, thirty-five to go.

*Striding off, we vanish into thin air*

Myriad Reality

*Turns and walks back down the pier, the din of the city afar off and water lapping at the piers underside the only sounds to be heard in the stillness of the night*

Myriad Reality

<Snipped quote by Caldizar>

Where is he?

@Etcetera

Well aside from the prime universe of the JoJo series, New York City specifically. Lets say one of the Chelsea Piers.