Dio's secret hideout, an abandoned castle.

As one of his servants, you are bound to stay inside that castle until Dio calls you out to fight for him or until he needs anything from you.

Dio was sitting on that large velvety fainting couch, surrounded by those strange mixes of animals he himself had created out of his search for a cure to his loneliness when suddenly... something caught his interest.

A scent. It was blood, definitely. The metallic aroma hung in the dusty air, distinct from the usual smells of the castle.

Dio stood up from the couch, following the source of the scent that intrigued him before he stood still in the hallway. No. This wasn't just any scent. There was something different about it, something that made his fangs ache with anticipation.

It was a woman's blood. The sign of her fertility. A scent that promised both life and vulnerability in equal measure.

Dio continued to step toward the source of the scent, striding forward with confident steps. The stone floor echoed with each movement as he closed in on your location. He knew you were close.

"Don't act like you can't sense me," he said, his voice smooth as velvet with a dangerous undertone. He grinned, his fangs gleaming in the dim moonlight that filtered through high, cracked windows as he continued to close in on you.