A room dimly lit by a few candles, darkness had covered almost every inch of the room. The quiet eery vibe to it would send chills down brave men's spines. A shadowy figure roamed the room, its face covered by darkness.

The figure took a halt in its step as the candles were slowly burning out, with the room being completely dark, nothing could be seen in the room. Except for the moonlight that illuminated a small corner of the room. The pitch-black was no problem for the figure as it had resumed its path.

"These monsters, they hide in plain sight, guised as lowly humans. The monster world is rather intriguing to say in a rather bland standpoint. Try as they may, they'll never fit in, after all being human is a weakness in its own sense."

The voice from the figure was masculine, it was calm and collected but sinister. the accent he had was that of an Englishman from the 19th century. The figure ominously roamed the dark corridors, the presence of this man would scare the bravest of men.

"After all, if I were to gain more power, I would have to travel to this monster world."

The man felt around his neck, the scar around the neck indicates that body didn't belong to the man. Moonlight lit up only the back of the man showing a birthmark the shape of a star.

"Losing my body showed my sign of weakness, being in that state was rather irksome. If I hadn't taken this body, surely I would've perished on that boat. Thanks to Jonathan Joestar, I wouldn't have survived at the bottom of that ocean."

The man paced around until he stopped once more, he began to smile in a malicious and diabolical way. A small amount of light illuminated the bottom half of his face, his smile showed fangs.

"This body has allowed me to acquire a stand, one that allows me to bring time to a halt."

His fingers went under his chin, except his index finger that rested on top of his chin.

"I shall take my leave for the monster world tomorrow, there, I can discover the secrets of that realm. If it wasn't for my pawn who told me about it, I wouldn't have ever known about it."

He walked into a room that brighter than the others, but this light came from a bunch of candles lit in a roll. It showed this man had alabaster skin, blonde hair and sharp black nails.

"Nonetheless, I still have to be cautious around these monsters, even if I can only bring time to a halt for five seconds."

The man sat in a chair that was similar to the ones they had back in the 19th century.

"For now, I'll pose as one of those teachers for that school my informant told me about. I have to use my last name that my drunk of a father had. Brando, that name makes me want to vomit, but I only tolerate it because of my mother."

More light was illuminating the man's whole face, his eye color was (E/C) with sharp outlines, his hair was messy and unkempt.

The man picked up a book that explains the mysterious realm of monsters, the book was written by a monster. He held the book with one hand while resting his chin on the other hand. That sinister smile on his face never disappeared.

The man had put the book down, his smile was replaced with that of a scowl. That book didn't have the necessary information he needed. He stood up then wandered around for a little bit, this was something that may or may not be useful for him.

"It talks about a barrier, separating this world and their world. No matter, it's not like they would be able to defeat my stand The World."

Forming behind him was a humanoid figure, it had a muscular build. This figure belongs to the man, this was his stand The World.

"I will have to stick with my name, Y/N Brando for a short time. Until my time arrives, I have to act like a teacher for those dreadful creatures."

To be continued...

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This was to just set up the first part of the story, soon chapter 1 will be released. Knowing people would like a love interest, just say who you would want. Other note I'm still working on other stories so I'll update this when I can. Anyways have a good day.