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Reincarnated in JoJo Part 2 with My Custom Stand OMT (One More Time)

I died while crossing the road—an ambulance in a hurry ran me over. It didn’t even stop after hitting me… maybe the patient inside was far more important than I ever was. Just like that, everything went black… and then I woke up somewhere else. I had been reincarnated into JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure, specifically Part 2: Battle Tendency. I was found as a baby and adopted by Straizo. The only thing that identified me was the name written on the cloth I was wrapped in—Thomas Jackson, though everyone calls me Tom. Based on the timeline, I’m probably around the same age as Joseph. From early on, it was clear I wasn’t ordinary. I possessed exceptional talent for Hamon and an unusually sharp combat sense—far beyond what others could achieve. Maybe that was just a reincarnator’s privilege. Still, my greatest advantage wasn’t any of that. It was the fact that I had a Stand. Not something I awakened later—but something I’d had since birth. And not just any Stand… OMT (One More Time) A Suit Type Stand. …I guess that explains my name. Originally, OMT came from a joke story called Daffy Bizarre Adventure, where it belonged to a version of Tom the Cat from Tom and Jerry, dressed in a zoot suit and wielding an overpowered ability. But this version is different. I redesigned both its appearance and abilities—the form is fully covered, revealing no skin, and I removed some powers while adding others based on my own preferences. It’s powerful, though not omnipotent—I wouldn’t be able to defeat Ultimate Kars. Still, it’s more than strong enough to be a serious threat, with durability and survivability far exceeding most other Stands. It functions more like an armor-type Stand rather than a suit-type. While it may not be as overwhelmingly powerful as the original version from Daffy Bizarre Adventure, it’s far more practical and versatile in how it can be used. It also possesses a sub-Stand, similar to Kira Yoshikage’s Sheer Heart Attack, known as Stand By Me. It originates from OMT’s hat—something that, in its original version, did absolutely nothing. I found that annoying, so I reworked it into a proper ability. While it primarily functions as a form of storage, it’s capable of much more than just that. (Will Explained Later) And the best part? It’s incredibly easy for me to use and master—because I already know exactly how it works. At this point, there’s only one thing left to say. I think I’m going to enjoy this world. And while I’m here, I’ll try to change the fate of some characters I know—especially the ones I’m a fan of.
Sato_Kenji · 327 Views

MARVEL: ALL I WANT IS TO BE A QUIET HONOR STUDENT

[Marvel] × [JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure] × [Invincible] I transferred to Midtown High at the start of the semester with one simple goal: keep my head down, survive homeroom, and graduate without incident. But fate—and New York—had other plans. Some people just can’t resist poking the weird new kid. Take Flash Thompson, the school’s resident meathead. Thought it’d be hilarious to trip me in the hallway. Bad idea. Before he even finished smirking, Platinum Star—my towering, purple-clad Stand—zipped behind him in a blur of motion. In less than half a second, every screw in Thompson’s cafeteria chair vanished. CRACK! Down he went, landing hard on his pride—and his tailbone. “Too heavy for your own good, huh?” I muttered, not even turning around. Then there was the alley incident. Some lowlife tried to shake me down for lunch money on my walk home. Big mistake. I inhaled—Hamon surges through my veins!—and slammed my palm onto a nearby manhole cover. THOOM! The hundred-pound steel disc launched skyward like a discus hurled by Hercules, smacking the thug clean off his feet and into a dumpster two blocks over. From the fire escape above, Peter Parker gaped, wide-eyed. “That—that’s not how physics works!” I shrugged. “In my world, there’s no such thing as ‘physics.’ Only Euler.” Peter dropped down in front of me, voice shaky. “JoJo… what kind of monster are you?” I adjusted the brim of my hat—the one that melted into my hair like shadow—and gave him a tired look. “Hey, hey, hey. You’re way too loud. Move it—I’ve got dinner to cook.”
ShiroTL · 413.7k Views