Bells rang out above the sharp, towering spires of a Gothic church, while crows wheeled through the gray sky. I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying on an unfamiliar wooden bed. Beside me, a blonde girl with red eyes approached, carrying a steaming bowl of mashed potatoes. "Father, it's time for breakfast."
Her name was Dio Brando. She was... my daughter...
"Listen, daughter. Human beings have limits. I've learned one thing from my short life... The more you scheme, the more you realize that human beings have limits... unless you go beyond being human. I'm done being human, Dio!"
