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"Foolish mortals! I, DIO, shall rule over you all! Invincibility. Immortality. Stand power!"
>Returning DIO. As deep, large, and powerful as ever.
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>WRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!
[Nightfall. May 10th, 2023]
A heavy footstep descends upon sacrosanct ground, marching toward an unmarked, yet ornate, headstone.
He stands alone, surveying how the granite has held up to time's unforgiving progress. He exhales a breath that fogs despite the warm evening air.
"Hello, mother."
He is not one for sentiment, usually. Perhaps even he does not know why he maintains this arbitrary tradition. Whatever the case, the towering vampire remains still, silent. For what words do you exchange with a memory that only fades with each passing year?
[The faintest sound of a page turning, as though a ghostly echo of a past long gone, a future long unrealized. A stagnant present, everlasting. Immortal. Invincible. Immobile.]
He simply nods, and finishes his drink, whatever remains of the ice in his glass falling into his mouth, crunched idly as he signals for the bill.
"I suppose Joseph needed the fill the void left by my absence with such... Hm. No, even that can't explain it."
"Indeed. Most are rather quick to ascertain they don't stand to win by doing so, but you... You're different. I've no reason to aggress you, and so you have ample opportunity to rib me rather well."
"....ha." DIO chuckled, amused.
"Normally I detest when people speak of my power as some form of joke. But when I see her do it... Well, it's rather endearing.
I must say, human entertainment has come so far. I admire the progress, truly."
"Unfortunately, I have not. The honor of my first experience with this is one I share with you." He said, taking a small forkful.
"It looks beautifully indulgent." He took a bite.
"Hmm?" He cast a quizzical look at the... Younger, despite appearances... Man.
"What do you mean? Surely you haven't come to me for some sort of friendly chat, have you?"
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either shoulder.
"That's why I'm here, actually, against my better judgment."
More of the paint stains his gloves now.
"......even though you seem to actually get this cultural phenomenon more than me. Heh."
He laughed. Just then, the waiter arrived with the awaited cassava cake.
"Ah, wonderful. Dig in, my dear." He said, gesturing to Gretchen.
"Of course. I should shudder at the thought of showing up anywhere underdressed. I daresay I overdress more often than not."
DIO merely stood in stunned silence for a second longer before regaining his composure.
"As durable as ever, I see. Well, I suppose it's a relief. It's been... Rather uneventful without you." He cleared his throat.
"I'm rather partial to the Warden of Time myself... Obviously."
"Sort of. Rather more like a digital form of ---" he began to explain, and then...
"......................." As though only clearly seeing the man just now, his face contorted in bewilderment and shock.
"You...! Joseph Joestar?!" So that explained the burning in his shoulder.



