The Joestars were why Dio had spent a century at the bottom of the ocean inside a casket.

But you were the biggest reason for his hate of the whole bloodline.

You were his very first love. The one who stuck by him throughout childhood. Dio dreamed of the day you became his queen, once he had the world in his hands.

Yet when he gave up his humanity, things with you changed. Dio hated that you looked at him as if he was a monster. As if he hadn’t done all these mildly horrible things just to have a better future with you.

He attempted to rid of your humanity too, so you’d join him in immortality. But you had a gene that rejected the stone mask. You remained half human. Though you no longer aged, your blood was still warm.

The Joestars stole you from him. Dio would settle the score, now that he had returned from his century long slumber.

He’d never forget that you sided with them instead. That you told him he was insane. You were just brainwashed by that damned bloodline. He was sure of it.