JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: Phantom Horizons

Prologue: A Single Note Against Eternity

A ripple.

That was all it took to break the illusion.

Akira stood firm as the echoes of shattered timelines faded around him. His Stand, Echo Chamber, hummed at his side—a quiet but defiant pulse in the vast emptiness.

Minh's expression remained unreadable. The white void of the battlefield stretched in every direction, limitless and unbroken. Cetz watched from a short distance, a smirk on his lips, but even he was silent now.

Akira exhaled, his voice steady. "I told you—I don't care about your control over time."

Minh tilted his head. "Then prove it."

And time collapsed once more.

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Phase One: The Weight of Eternity

It was like drowning in an ocean of history.

The moment Minh moved, the world folded in on itself. Akira felt his body being pulled, stretched, crushed, and expanded all at once. The battlefield was no longer a simple white void—it was an infinite spiral of time, layers of past, present, and future stacked upon each other like glass shards.

A thousand versions of Minh stood before him.

Some were younger, some older. Some had scars that hadn't happened yet. Others bore wounds from battles that had never occurred.

All of them moved at once.

Akira barely managed to react as the first Minh appeared in front of him, striking forward with unnatural speed.

CLANG!

His Stand barely blocked the attack in time. Echo Chamber's ability absorbed the impact, the vibrations ringing through the air.

Then—

Another Minh struck from behind.

And another.

And another.

It was a storm of attacks, each coming from a different point in time. Some Minh versions attacked from seconds ahead, others from seconds behind.

Akira could not track them all.

A fist slammed into his ribs.

A strike to his shoulder.

A slash across his cheek.

He gasped for breath as he was forced to his knees, his mind struggling to process the sheer overlap of time surrounding him.

Minh's voice echoed from every direction.

"Your Stand manipulates sound."

"But sound is meaningless against the weight of eternity."

"You cannot hear what has not yet happened."

The next blow sent him flying.

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Phase Two: The Edge of Oblivion

Akira hit the ground hard, coughing as blood dripped from his lips. His vision blurred as the layers of time continued folding in on themselves, Minh's presence surrounding him from every angle.

His teammates—where were they?

Hiroshi.

Daisuke.

Kenji.

Mei.

He could hear them—somewhere—trapped in their own fragments of time. But he couldn't reach them.

"Damn it—!"

Minh raised his hand.

Time itself froze.

Akira felt his heartbeat slow—his limbs refusing to move. His consciousness wavered, the weight of infinity pressing down on his soul.

Minh walked toward him, his silver eyes as cold as the endless void around them.

"Even the strongest wills break when faced with inevitability."

He reached out.

Akira's breath caught in his throat as Minh's fingers hovered inches from his forehead.

"You are not special," Minh said, his voice calm. "You are merely a man standing against the laws of the universe. And the universe does not lose."

The moment his fingers touched Akira's forehead—

A sound rang out.

A single, sharp note—deep and resonating.

Minh paused.

Akira's lips curled into a bloody smirk.

"That's where you're wrong."

The note expanded, rippling through the shattered time-space. The layers of history wavered, their forms distorting as the frequency of reality itself shifted.

Minh's silver eyes narrowed.

Akira forced himself to stand.

"Sound isn't bound by time," he whispered. "It moves forward. It travels. And it can break through anything."

Minh exhaled slowly.

"...Interesting."

Then, for the first time—Minh attacked directly.

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Phase Three: The Song of Rebellion

The moment Minh moved, time collapsed again.

Akira braced himself as the air itself shattered into countless fragments, the battlefield dissolving into a chaotic storm of moments.

But this time—he was ready.

"Echo Chamber—FULL RESONANCE!"

A pulse of sound erupted from his Stand, the vibrations shattering the approaching fragments of time before they could reach him.

Minh's expression didn't change—but he adjusted.

He raised a single hand—

And Chrono Requiem responded.

The Stand appeared beside him, its form shifting between past and future versions of itself—a being that existed in all timelines at once.

Minh spoke softly.

"Absolute Authority."

And everything stopped.

Akira's Stand froze. His own body refused to move. The sound he had just created—erased before it could reach the air.

For the first time, true panic crept into Akira's mind.

This was beyond just controlling time.

Minh had just removed his existence from the equation.

Minh watched him carefully, as if studying the way his consciousness reacted to true nothingness.

"Your Stand is powerful," he admitted. "But against a force that decides reality itself, even sound can be—"

A second sound rang out.

Minh's eyes widened slightly.

Akira smirked.

"I told you—sound never disappears."

The note he had played earlier—the very first sound—was still echoing. Minh had erased everything except for that single note.

And in that instant, Akira reignited his Stand's power.

The battlefield trembled.

The fractured layers of time wavered.

Minh adjusted his stance—the first sign of true caution.

Akira stepped forward.

The next phase of the battle had begun.

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Phase Four: Minh's Next Move

Minh closed his eyes.

Then, he smiled.

It was not a smirk of arrogance. Nor was it a condescending grin.

It was genuine amusement.

"You are… impressive."

He turned to Cetz, who had been watching from the sidelines.

"What do you think?"

Cetz shrugged. "He's not dead yet. That's always fun."

Minh turned back to Akira. "You understand how to counter time. That alone makes you an anomaly."

His silver eyes gleamed.

"Let's see how much further you can push it."

Then, without warning—

Minh's true power awakened.

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