He was. He was an awful man. Trish's father — he wanted to kill her. That's why we picked her up in the first place; he said he wanted us to guard her, when really he wanted us to kill her later. He wanted the last loose end to his identity tied up, so no one would ever knock him off his throne. So no one would ever be able to stop him from hurting all of the small, broken people he could get his hands on.

[Which is another point. When it all started, right at the beginning, none of them meant anything to him. He didn't view them as friends, barely even as people. As allies, perhaps; pawns, if not that. Trish — an obstacle, then a crowbar. Only later a friend, famiglia. He came to love all of his people in their own startlingly bright moments.]

[But that isn't something he wants to share. Not right now, anyway.]

I know how to kill people with my hands, you know. I'm not physically very strong, but I haven't needed to be past a certain point, because I'm clever. I know how to slit a man's throat in one economical movement. Hell, Mista could've shot Diavolo if I'd maneuvered the situation so that he had the opportunity. Which I could've.

But I didn't. Because Diavolo's greatest fear was death, and I wanted to torture him.

There's something Gold Experience can do that I haven't told you yet. It's called Reset. It means that he can set any action back to zero, no matter what it is, and allow it to start again. It also means I can create loops if I want to — of action, not time.

I started to kill Diavolo, and then I reset him, so that he'll die forever and ever, over and over and over again, until the world ends.