"Trish, can you hear me?"
Trish heard a pleasant voice echoing in her ear.
"Who are you?"
"I am you, Trish. I have always been by your side, always protecting you."
"You are already a Stand User. You must remember to speak to yourself in your heart. When you encounter danger, do not panic, do not be afraid. Your Stand will surely come to save you. The most important thing is courage."
"From the moment I met you until now, you haven't shed a single tear. That is courage."
"Every Stand User possesses admirable courage."
Trish remembered what Johnson Joffrey had told her. It was a pity that at the time, she only thought about escaping and didn't say much to him. Now that she thought about it, every word he said was true.
"Are you my Stand?"
"Yes."
"What should I call you?"
"Just call me by my name—"
"Spice Girl!"
A clear female voice cried out, and a faint pink figure shot out from her body. It punched the huge stone statue—
"WANNABEEEEE!!!"
The Stand roared, pushing away the suddenly softened statue, which bounced and flew to the side!
"This is… me, Trish." The pink Stand, with one hand on its hip, stood beside Trish and said, "I am your Stand by me!"
"I have always been by your side, protecting you and watching you grow."
"So," Spice Girl extended her hands to her and said, "get up, Trish. You are stronger than anyone."
"Show some courage."
Trish's legs were weak from fear, but she slowly and steadily managed to Stand up.
Giorno ran to Bucciarati and pulled him up, seeing that his eyes were completely covered in blood... What was going on? I widened my distance from them; the sudden flying stone statues, and the eyes covered in blood—was this the boss's ability?
What was its true nature?!
"Trish!" Giorno called out, "You've already awakened your Stand, and you are a Stand User. No matter what, let's fight now."
Giorno wasn't surprised that Trish had awakened her Stand, because just as he could make plants grow quietly when he was a child, Trish had more or less awakened a part of her Stand.
This was also why Johnson Joffrey judged her to be the true daughter of the boss.
"Fight? How am I supposed to fight?!" Trish yelled loudly.
Spice Girl suddenly grabbed Trish's hand and said, "Trish, you have the ability to make all matter soft. Use this ability to melt even steel bars and iron walls."
"Confusion represents weakness. Please command me."
Trish looked at Spice Girl and realized she had to be brave.
"Run forward, Trish! Counterattack fate!"
Trish looked up at the endless corridor ahead, a bright light coming from a distant place. Countless light quanta rushed towards her, permeating the air. The long corridor seemed to shorten before her, gradually becoming within reach.
It was as if she could touch it with an outstretched hand; beneath that sunlight, there must be a warm place.
"Giorno!" Trish's gaze grew firmer, and she exuded an unprecedented aura, "Take Bucciarati and run forward!"
"What?!" Giorno said in surprise, but seeing Trish's gaze, the power of trust was conveyed to him through her eyes. He lifted Bucciarati and ran towards the place of endless sunlight.
Trish turned around and, through her Stand, spoke to King Crimson in the shadows—
"You can no longer stop my steps!"
"Die!"
The pink Stand hovered in the air of the corridor, its green pupils flashing with the light of courage, and it threw a punch—
"WANNABEEEEE!!!"
Countless fists rained down on the walls and ceiling—
"Is this... Trish's ability?!" Giorno said in surprise, "To soften all objects? And then soften the entire corridor?"
In his sight, the ceiling, walls, and floor all flowed down like liquid, then intertwined, completely blocking the corridor behind them!!
Trish bounced in the air, smiling, her pink hair flying, filled with immense confidence—
"Father, you can no longer stop me."
King Crimson, hiding in the shadows, watched with wide eyes as Spice Girl's fists repeatedly struck the walls. The Stand's ability softened everything here; the ceiling and walls all flowed down, completely blocking his path to pursue them.
"Damn it!!" King Crimson roared, trembling, "My daughter, she actually awakened a Stand."
The falling ceiling blocked all his light, leaving only their retreating figures—
The three young people ran towards the light at the end of the corridor, and King Crimson knew he had completely lost his chance!
Diavolo, clutching his arm, stumbled out from behind a pillar—
"Damn it, if it were someone unrelated, it would be fine, but why is she my daughter? This damned bloodline, I must sever it."
He wanted to move forward, but he couldn't break free from these sticky, soft objects!
Trish ran quickly down the corridor, the hard-won and tangible light right before her eyes. Everywhere she went, everywhere she stepped, softened—
The entire hallway was like the mouth of a beast; everything hard was softened by Trish. Behind her, it was as if the eternal, surreal, stream-of-consciousness memory from a Spanish painter's brush, with the paintings and clocks on the walls, and the stone statues by the roadside, began to twist and change color... This corridor, even King Crimson could not step onto it—
Trish took deep breaths. She followed behind Giorno and shouted loudly, "Take Bucciarati forward! I will not lose to this fate!"
This was... this was courage.
This was the courage of light, a hymn to humanity!
The Stand named Spice Girl followed behind Trish, and together with her, softened the entire corridor—
"I am so happy, Trish," her melodious voice rang in Trish's ear, "I have always looked forward to fighting alongside you!"
"Really?" Trish said firmly, "Someone taught me to use courage."
Spice Girl was stunned for a moment, then said, "That's wonderful!"
"A Stand is courage!"
"You have already changed your fate, Trish."
Fugo and the others watched with wide eyes as Bucciarati, Giorno, and Trish ran out of the clock tower.
"You guys…"
Trish held her knees. Just a few hours ago, she was a child who would secretly skip gym class, but now she had awakened her Stand and softened the entire corridor.
She looked up at the Stand beside her.
"Spice Girl…"
"Ah, that's me."
Trish showed a faint smile, "I... I can also... use this courage to fight against this fate."