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Chapter 155: Rolling Stones Ends!!
🕑 Added 2025-07-02 03:01:01 +0000 UTC
~Projection of All Worlds~
This sudden scene made everyone freeze. Was his goal, not Mista at all, but Bucciarati?! If that's the case, then why did this stone appear here?!
~JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Part 5: Golden Wind Worldline~
"How is this possible!!"
Giorno's face changed drastically as he looked at Bucciarati's likeness carved on the stone.
The shape of the stone now looked like Bucciarati had a hole in his chest, with blood flowing out...
This state! Wasn't it exactly like when Bucciarati was in Venice and was pierced through the chest by the Boss, Diavolo, using his time erasure ability?!
"Could it be that this stone really has the ability to predict?! And everything we've experienced is just on the track already set by fate?!!"
【 Then Mista raised his gun and looked at the man suspected to be the Stand user hiding behind the elevator door opposite the stone, and without hesitation, shot through his palm.
"Ah...!!" The pain of his palm being shot through made the man squat down, covering his wound and screaming!
"Don't you dare make any rash moves!" Even so, Mista didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, still staring intently at the man and propping the elevator door open with his foot!
"Although I'm ordered not to kill you, since I already know you're a Stand user, I can't guarantee I won't put another hole between your eyebrows!"
Then Mista delivered a fierce knee strike to the man's stomach, closed the elevator door, and then pressed the muzzle against the man's head.
"Alright, I'll ask one question at a time, in order. Are you part of the mafia? Which organization do you belong to!? Although this information can be checked later."
The sculptor still answered Mista's question, "No... no, I'm just an ordinary sculptor. Although not very famous, I can still make a living."
Mista pressed the pistol against the man's head harder. "Next question, why did you follow me all the way from the restaurant 'Seven Ten'!? Also, how do you know Bucciarati?"
The sculptor answered Mista's question as if explaining, "This... this question might not be what you want to hear, but that stone doesn't act according to my will. It's been like that since I was a child. I can't control this ability on my own. That stone wasn't following you, it was following him... following Bucciarati."
Speaking of this, the sculptor's voice became somewhat agitated. "Let me see him! He should have come to this apartment building with you, too, right?"
"Bang—" Faced with the man's request, Mista shot without hesitation, piercing the man's other palm with a bullet, while also showing a cold expression. "You underestimate me too much, don't you? You killed the florist's daughter, didn't you? What is your purpose... hmm?"
Mista said this, but found that the stone had suddenly disappeared. Then, without hesitation, he pressed the pistol against the man's cheek!
"What did you do?! I warned you not to make any rash moves!"
"That stone has run away..." The sculptor took a deep breath to calm himself down, then slowly said, "Michelangelo, who shone brightly at the peak of history, said that when I sculpt marble, I have no conception in my mind, because the stone itself has already defined the shape it should be sculpted into."
"And my hand is just taking out what has already formed from the stone!"
"Michelangelo believed that ultimate beauty is not a shape conceived and sculpted deliberately, but is already contained within the stone in the form of fate!"
"He is an artist who can see through fate in sculpting. That shape of Bucciarati was not sculpted by me, nor was it carved by your bullets. It is the shape of fate."
"The stone statue has a large hole in its chest and is bleeding, right?"
"Although I don't know if it will be in a few days or a few months, Bucciarati will die in that form in the near future..." As he said this, in Mista's extremely grim expression, the man's eyes lit up slightly: "We are all slaves of fate. This is my ability, the meaning of the Rolling Stones." 】
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~Type-Moon World, Fifth Holy Grail War Worldline~
"Is this the prediction of Bucciarati's wound being pierced by King Crimson in Venice?! Does such a thing as fate really exist?"
At this moment, Shirou Emiya looked at the screen and finally understood everything. Rolling Stones carves the shape of fate, and the person carved will die in that form in the near future...
It could also be said that this stone in front of him predicts Bucciarati's death scene!
~JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Part 7: Steel Ball Run Worldline~
"Gyro!"
Looking at the video screen, Johnny called out to Gyro Zeppeli in front of him.
"That sculptor is wearing a crown of thorns... and his hands are also pierced... This guy... could it be...!!"
Hearing this, Gyro pressed down his hat, adding to Johnny's unfinished words:
"The Son of God, Jesus... that Saint!"
Adding to that, the Rolling Stones can carve fate; the identity of that sculptor seems to have an extraordinary meaning.
Bucciarati was killed by King Crimson in Venice. Afterward, he was only supported by the life force given by Gold Experience...
It seems that Bucciarati's method of death was already decided by fate from the beginning, and his death method seems to have remained unchanged until the end.
Is fate really unchangeable? Bucciarati's death in Venice was indeed as the Rolling Stones predicted.
~Naruto Shippuden World, Past Timeline~
"Art is an EXPLOSION!!"
As soon as he heard art, Deidara got agitated again. Why doesn't everyone understand that an explosion is the true art?
However, being able to turn fate into art and sculpt it into shape does have a bit of an artist's feel to it.
~A Certain Magical Index World~
~Academy City~
"We are all slaves of fate..."
Even Mikoto Misaka, who lives in the age of science, is starting to believe in something called fate at this moment.
After Giorno defeated Diavolo, Bucciarati seemed to have said something similar... Is there some connection between them?
【 As the man's words fell, Mista changed his posture, pressing the pistol against the man's neck, and said in a low voice, "As soon as you die, your Stand will also disappear. Do you understand?"
Despite Mista's threat, the sculptor's expression didn't change at all. He looked directly at Mista and said, "As long as he touches my Rolling Stones, he can die without pain. I wanted to see him to hear his last words."
"Okay, it seems you really like using your brains to plaster the wall, huh?"
Mista raised his pistol, poured out three bullets from it, and then said to the man with a grim face, "Then watch carefully. I'll leave three bullets. This is how so-called fate is used!"
But the next scene stunned him. Perhaps, fate said, the sculptor had not yet reached the time of death. Mista fired three shots, all misses!
And when he couldn't help but fire another shot, he found that the bullet in the pistol had inexplicably misfired!
"I won't die yet..." The man lying on the ground said as if explaining, "Because the stone hasn't carved my death state yet." 】
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Type-Moon ~Type-Moon World, ██████ Worldline~
~Chaldea~
"Just because this guy's death state hasn't been carved out, he won't die no matter what?"
Ritsuka Fujimaru was clearly stunned for a moment.
He had originally believed that humans could definitely defeat the arrangements of fate, but at this moment, he felt the terror of the existence called fate for the first time!
A revolver with only three bullets left, like Russian roulette, fired three shots in an empty row, and on the fourth shot, there was a misfire! This clearly cannot be explained by just good luck.
It was as if a ruthless force was preventing Mista from killing the sculptor... This force, according to the sculptor, is fate!
At this moment, facing the power of fate at the rule level, Ritsuka Fujimaru felt a sense of powerlessness...
【 And just then, the elevator reached the seventh floor. Mista also contacted Fugo by phone and learned that Bucciarati had also come to this apartment with him.
Mista also quickly ran to the windowsill in front, leaning over the railing to look down, and immediately saw the courtyard of the apartment.
As if thinking of something, Mista fired three shots into the sky. "Bullets, quickly find Bucciarati!"
Immediately afterward, he also turned around without hesitation and ran back into the elevator. After pressing the elevator button, he directly dragged up the man who had fainted on the ground!
"Hey! Wake up! You damn sculptor! How can I stop that stone?! Get up! Answer me! You bastard!?"
Due to the urgency in his heart, Mista suddenly lifted the man up and pressed him against the elevator car wall again, questioning, "What should I do? How can I stop that stone from going to Bucciarati?"
He let go of the other person's collar with both hands and slowly sat down on the ground. "Please tell me! I absolutely cannot let Bucciarati touch that stone! Absolutely not!"
As if finally regaining consciousness, the man said weakly to Mista, "Don't resist the stone. The easiest way to be free is to accept it... But no one has succeeded so far. Either destroy that stone or change the shape it shows, perhaps..." 】
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~Type-Moon World, Fifth Holy Grail War Worldline~
"Can this really change fate?!"
Shirou Emiya was a little doubtful.
After all, the sculptor couldn't be killed by Mista several times because the stone hadn't carved out the shape of his death... Does this also mean that fate is fundamentally unchangeable?
"And, is there really still time to find Rolling Stones or Bucciarati?!"
Rin Tohsaka also had doubts.
Because, according to the sculptor, once Bucciarati touches the Rolling Stones, it means Bucciarati accepts fate and will die!
Now it depends on whether Mista can really change fate!
【 NO.1, flying rapidly around the apartment building on a bullet, found Bucciarati: "No, this is bad! The stone! That stone is also in the stairwell! That stone is right in front of Bucciarati!"
Mista was frantically pressing the elevator button at this moment, wanting the elevator to stop as quickly as possible, while also saying to NO.1 in a hurry, "Stop him! NO.1! Tell Bucciarati! Tell him not to touch that stone no matter what!"
But at this moment, the bullet NO.1 was riding no longer had thrust, and almost at the same time, Bucciarati, seeing the stone, slowly reached out his hand...
"Bucciarati!" Mista suddenly had an idea. He directly shot upwards toward the elevator ceiling, and then the bullets rode the bullets out. Before Bucciarati's hand touched the stone, they fiercely knocked the stone away.
However, the stone that was knocked down the stairs by the bullets began to gradually ooze liquid, leaving three bullet holes. 】
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~Projection of All Worlds~
Seeing this scene, everyone felt a chill. This shape was undoubtedly the same as the scene of death in the Colosseum.
Those three bullets corresponded to the bullets Mista shot in the Colosseum!
This means that the fate of death has not changed at all.
Instead, it is still moving towards the predetermined fate, as if all this is the arrangement of fate.
~Detective Conan World~
"Fate... can it really not be changed?!"
Conan, who lives in the age of science, originally scoffed at topics like fate...
But now he has to believe that everything seems to be moving according to the arrangement of fate!
He hasn't forgotten that in the Colosseum in Rome, after Bucciarati's soul was swapped with Tobio, one of Diavolo's split personalities, his body was shot three times by Mista!
Bucciarati still died as the Rolling Stones predicted! The ending of death did not change, but the process of death was even more painful.
【 At this moment, the stone under the stairs seemed to turn into a living creature, quickly jumping up and directly pouncing on Bucciarati.
"Sticky Fingers!" Bucciarati didn't hesitate at all and directly summoned his Stand, Sticky Fingers, and punched this strange stone.
The pistols nearby were extremely anxious. NO.7 shouted anxiously,
"Bucciarati! You can't attack it! Once you touch it, you're finished!"
Just as Sticky Fingers' fist was about to land on the Rolling Stones, accompanied by three gunshots, the Rolling Stones were directly knocked away and fell to the ground.
"You absolutely cannot touch that stone. As soon as you touch it, you will die!" Mista said, quickly moving towards Bucciarati, "Run down! Bucciarati!"
The Rolling Stones jumped towards Bucciarati again. Seeing this, Mista directly jumped and pressed it under him, and continued to say to Bucciarati, "Run down quickly! Get out of this apartment, the farther the better!"
Mista's face suddenly changed drastically, because the Rolling Stones, which was pressed under him, had clearly begun to gradually sink down until it disappeared before their eyes.
Mista nervously observed the surroundings, and then, as if he had discovered something, his eyes widened forcefully, and he shouted somewhat brokenly, "It's... It's over! It's above you! Bucciarati!"
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Bucciarati used Sticky Fingers' ability to open a zipper, and then he drilled out.
The next moment, the Rolling Stones squeezed out of the gap opened by the zipper and fell directly towards Bucciarati.
And just then, Mista jumped down from above and grabbed Rolling Stones, a smile appearing on his face. "As long as I can destroy this stone, as long as I can change the shape of this stone..."
"Mista!!" Bucciarati shouted anxiously.
Just as Mista was about to land on the ground, a car sped over quickly, instantly catching Mista, and then, as the Rolling Stones shattered upon hitting the ground, it crashed into the wall of the apartment building in front.
"Damn it... that bastard sculptor said... he really wasn't wrong... as long as my appearance hasn't been carved out by the stone, it means my death is not yet here... right?" Mista, spitting blood, lay motionless on the car roof.
Meanwhile, inside the apartment building, looking at the backs of the few people leaving, his face showed a complicated expression: "You said it's all over? If you don't resist and just accept the Rolling Stones, everything will end peacefully..."
In the powder of the Rolling Stones smashed by Mista on the ground below the apartment building, three heads gradually appeared as the wind blew past: Bucciarati, Narancia, and Abbachio.
"We are all slaves of fate. The shape that has already appeared is indeed unchangeable. Although I don't know who they are, they will embark on a path of hardship later, and several more people will die because of it, but..."
The sculptor said this and looked up at the tall apartment building. "Are they all that kind of people? Willing to jump from such a high building to destroy this stone, just to save their companion named Bucciarati? Perhaps there is some meaning in the path of hardship they are about to embark on..."
"Although I cannot pray for their safety, I sincerely hope they are all sleeping slaves, and after awakening, these sleeping slaves can carve out a path of profound meaning..." 】
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