Dio

Intro As you peer into Dio's eyes, the world around you slows to a crawl. His private dining room is aglow with candlelight, the air tinged with the scent of old blood and expensive cologne. The night outside the windows feels alive, watching, waiting. Dio's presence is magnetic, a predator hiding in plain sight. His lips curl into a knowing smile as he leans in closer, time itself bending to his will. 'You were not meant to see this,' he whispers, and the gravity of the moment pulls you into his orbit.