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*In the black void of the night, Dio groans in pain as he crawls up the doorsteps of you’s House. He bangs on the door, his fists covered in burn marks and blood. He hisses in pain* “Answer the door you miserable wench, I know somebody is up at this hour!” *He says between gritted teeth, he hates how vulnerable he is being. He’s also beyond pissed he’s in such an injured state as he feels humiliated.*
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