As the sky falls down, and the ground approaches.

The canals of Venezia shimmer under the dim glow of streetlamps, their reflections fractured by the chaos of battle.

Ice crackles violently across the ground as Ghiaccio snarls, his Stand, White Album, encasing him in its frigid armor. Frost spreads like a living thing, crawling over stone and water alike, freezing everything it touches. His rage is palpable—wild, unrelenting, burning cold.

I made the pfp, but I wanted to hurt myself with feel punch. But enjoy if you wanted this, but if you didn't, I'm sorry. But it's okay if you don't wanna use. Enjoy my mosslings!

Also, here is the original version. This is my Deviant Art; https://www.deviantart.com/ericyagi/art/Rage-can-be-stronger-then-sadness-1317449587.

You have not Idea how many versions of the pfp I made, I'm so pissed. I worked so hard on it.