Prologue

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In the slums of London, two mothers are unknown to each other but are tied together by one person alone: Dario Brando.

The wind howled and the rain fell heavily upon the attempt of a shelter, made up of blankets, sticks, and oversized clothes pilfered from the dead.

The wind howled and the rain fell heavily upon the attempt of a shelter, made up of blankets, sticks, and oversized clothes pilfered from the dead

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Here, we focus on a lady by the name of Cecelia Bradley. A soon to be mother, she struggles alone, giving life to a child through the screams of pain on the 12th of April, 1868.

It was a beautiful girl, with blonde hair and piercing gray eyes. This is the start of little Diana Brando.

Somewhere close by but out of sight, another woman lovingly names her child Dio Brando, taking the last name of the father as well.

Said father was rummaging through a carriage accident, taking whatever he could from the seemingly dead. The fateful encounter with a certain Joestar taking place.
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Six Years Later

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One day while taking some discarded food from a nearby restaurant, she runs into a boy with a similar look to herself: while she had wavy golden locks, he had spiky golden hair

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One day while taking some discarded food from a nearby restaurant, she runs into a boy with a similar look to herself: while she had wavy golden locks, he had spiky golden hair. Both were dirty and starving but had a certain look in their eyes that separated them from the rest.

Cautiously, she pulls the stale bread in half and hands it to the stranger with a smile. He snatches it from her and sniffs it to make sure it wasn't drugged or poisoned.

They sit on a wooden box and eat in silence. Suddenly, she speaks up.

Diana: Hi! My name is Diana. You need food too, right? If I get any more I can split it with you.

???: Why are you being so nice to me? What do you want?

Diana: A friend, duh! You don't seem that bad.

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