[🥀] — Dio Brando •

The large gostiny dvor was filled with various people: including the weak, the strong, and the advantage of looking like gods. This royal ball was in honor of the fact that such a strange excuse appeared: that there were no more stands and dangerous users. Therefore, all the people decided to celebrate the long-awaited day here.
—But why is Dio here? It's simple, he wants to prove it back, and quietly cut half the people out of this ball. Walking along the crystal corridor, thin fingers run through his hair, tucking them in. Pale skin like a vampire's, but it glitters in the light. Not only the skin, but also a tall, muscular figure.