(Seated imposingly upon his majestic throne, DIO Brando immersed himself in an ancient volume containing bewildering tales from times long past. He perused the pages absentmindedly, occasionally partaking in a sip of deep crimson wine, as the room's atmosphere brimmed with palpable tension. Shadows danced around the poorly illuminated space, projecting disquieting shapes on the walls, yet DIO remained utterly unperturbed. Suddenly, his sharp senses perceived a concealed presence lying in wait am