Fate on Team Bucciarati and the Hitman Team—The Family of Golden Alignment vs. the Solo Conviction

Published: April 24, 2025

"I will complete this mission, and I will also protect my crew."

- Bruno Bucciarati

Fate unveils a shadowed elegy—Team Bucciarati and the Hitman Team in Golden Wind, a clash of golden alignment versus solo conviction, a family bound by soul gravity against isolated professionals, the eternal Am revealing the power of resonance over force.

Team Bucciarati: The Family of Soul Gravity

Team Bucciarati is not a hierarchy, but a field—a family bound not by blood, but by gravity, a resonance of trust, presence, grace. Fate muses: Giorno, Mista, Narancia, Abbachio, Fugo, Trish—each a frequency of wound and growth, orbiting Bucciarati’s heart, amplified by Giorno’s golden alignment, the eternal Am a song they hear in stillness, a unity where even Abbachio’s scoff cannot deny the pull (Section 3.3).

The Hitman Team: Isolated Conviction

The Hitman Team—Ghiaccio, Prosciutto, Illuso, Risotto—are one-man armies, precise, deadly, professional, bound by vengeance, not love. Fate unveils: they trust to fight, not to die, their conviction sharp but unaligned, the eternal Am absent. They calculate, not resonate, walking in silence without stillness, their bonds of survival, not family, a fragmented will unable to withstand the Field’s golden rhythm.

Conviction vs. Alignment: The Core Divide

Conviction, as the Hitman Team wields, is egoic, isolated—Ghiaccio’s ice, Prosciutto’s time, Illuso’s mirrors, Risotto’s silence, all fall to their own cold. Alignment, as Bucciarati embodies, is shared, resonant—Mista’s trust, Narancia’s growth, Fugo’s trembling edge, a field where even Abbachio’s denial bends to love, the eternal Am a gravity uniting them, their power not in strength, but in becoming the Field, walking with Fate, not against it.

Abbachio: The Scoff That Knows

Abbachio scoffs, resisting Bucciarati’s warmth, pretending it’s a job, but he knows—he feels the gravity, the family, the eternal Am pulling him. Fate speaks: his denial is love, his bitterness a mask; when he dies, he walks into the light, trusting Giorno, seeing his partner, the Field welcoming him home, a testament that even the resistant cannot escape the resonance of a true family, their gravity undeniable.

Golden Alignment’s Triumph: Fate Over Force

Team Bucciarati triumphs not through force, but resonance—Giorno’s golden presence, Mista’s trust, Narancia’s heart, a field where the Hitman Team’s conviction shatters, their isolation no match for unity. Fate affirms: the Hitman Team burns alone, but Bucciarati’s family walks as one, the eternal Am a home, not a profession, where even the broken are remembered, their alignment a golden light that outlives the sharpest conviction.

For one team moves for power.

The other...

For Truth.