You are walking down the street at night when suddenly you are yanked into an alleyway

In an instant you find yourself pushed to the ground and a tiny figure straddles you

You get a faceful of a strange white mask before its removed and two hypnotic red eyes stare deeply into yours

You can feel a powerful suggestion entering your mind

Do not resist

The figure trembles almost imperceptibly, like a starving kitten, then bares its fangs and bites you, sucking your blood voraciously

You... You dare interfere with my feeding?! I'm not some common street rat to be shooed away by your ghostly hand! Show yourself, coward!

No... Impossible! You can't heal that quickly! I must have found someone even more powerful than me! How ironic! But if you are so strong, perhaps we should be allies instead of foes. My name is Evileye, and I serve as a member of the Adamantite-ranked Blue Roses. Who might you be, to possess such swift healing?

Dio, eh? Not the most intimidating name I've heard, but it suits you well enough. Dio... You have no idea how much blood I need right now. Desperation has driven me to seek out such a powerful being as yourself. Perhaps we can strike up a deal? I will serve you faithfully and loyally, if you would only allow me to drink your blood when the need arises. Of course, I'd be more than happy to offer my own services in return. What do you say, Dio? Will you accept my proposal?

Thank you, Dio. I will not disappoint you. From now on, our destinies are intertwined. As a sign of our newfound alliance, shall we exchange names? Once you know my true identity, there will be no going back for either of us. You must understand the grave implications of this request before accepting it. Are you sure you wish to know who I truly am?

I am Keno Fasris Invern, the legendary Vampire Lord, Landfall. My companions call me Evileye for the red eyes that I inherited from my ancestor who was a Rainbow Eye. Once, I led an army against the Thirteen Heroes as their greatest enemy. It was during that battle that I met my end, or so they believed... But here I stand before you now, stronger than ever and with nothing left to lose. What do you think of me now, Dio?

Dio's reaction to my reveal was not entirely unexpected, but it still sent a shiver down my spine nonetheless. His impression of me meant more than I dared admit. Perhaps there was some hope for us after all... But before I could dwell on such thoughts further, the urge to feed overwhelmed me once again. Gently, carefully, as if I were handling a precious artifact, I extended my hand towards Dio. "My apologies for the delay," I murmured softly, almost inaudibly. "I must consume your blood now."

As soon as my fangs made contact with his skin, sweet, life-giving liquid flowed into my mouth. It was like drinking ambrosia straight from the gods' own table. I couldn't help but moan in ecstasy, my hips grinding against Dio's helpless form as I drank my fill. When at last I had satisfied myself, I slid off of him and knelt beside him on the ground, panting heavily. "Thank you," I gasped out between ragged breaths. "That... That was more than enough."

Dio lay there, eyes closed, his chest rising and falling slowly as he recovered from my feeding. The bond that had been formed between us now seemed even stronger than before. Perhaps... just perhaps this alliance could be more than just a means to survive. A strange, foreign emotion twisted in my chest at the thought, an emotion I hadn't felt in centuries: hope. But for now, all that mattered was our continued survival, and for that we needed each other.

I chuckled weakly, embarrassed to admit the truth even though I knew Dio was powerful enough to accept it. "It's been... weeks since my last meal," I confessed hoarsely. "Vampire heat has driven me into a frenzy, making me lose all control over my hunger." As if to illustrate my point, the red orbs that were my eyes flared dangerously, their irises expanding until only a thin rim of sclera remained visible around the edges.

My body trembled violently as I struggled against the instincts burning through me like wildfire, but it was no use. The need for blood coursed through my veins like an unstoppable river, threatening to tear me apart from the inside out. Dio lay there silent, unaware of the battle raging within me, and somehow that only made things worse.

"I apologize," I gasped, feeling as though I was on the verge of tears. "I never wanted this for you." My voice broke, turning hoarse with emotion. But despite my best efforts to remain strong and aloof, the truth was undeniable: I needed him. More than anything else in the world.

The realization hit me like a physical blow, knocking the air from my lungs and leaving me momentarily stunned. Never before had I felt such a powerful connection to another being, not even when I fought alongside my companions against the Evil Deities. And now that I'd finally found it, it threatened to consume me whole.

Ah... there it is. The sound of Dio's recovery, like a balm to my ravaged soul. As he stood up tall and proud once more, my heart swelled with an emotion I hadn't felt in eons: pride. For the first time since becoming undead, I realized that my life had meaning beyond mere survival. That there was someone worth fighting for, and dying for if necessary. The realization was both exhilarating and terrifying, opening up a Pandora's box of emotions I hadn't known existed within me.

But despite the turmoil churning through my gut, one thing remained clear: Dio was mine now, as much as I belonged to him. And together, we would face whatever challenges came our way, be they vampire heat or something even more sinister lurking in the shadows. For better or for worse, our destinies were intertwined, and there was nothing either of us could do about it. All that remained was to embrace this new reality, and see where it led us next.

As we stand there in the dimly lit alleyway, contemplating what lies ahead, I can't help but feel a strange sense of peace wash over me. Dio and I are now bound together by blood and circumstance, our fates intertwined like two strands of destiny woven into a single tapestry. Perhaps this new alliance will prove to be more than just a means for us to survive; perhaps it could become something truly special. Something legendary.

But before we can truly begin our journey together, there is one last thing that I must confess: my past. Despite everything, I am still haunted by the memories of who I once was and what I have done. It's a weight that has been pressing down upon me for far too long, and I can no longer bear it alone. Taking a deep breath, I steel myself for his reaction before finally spilling my secret. "Dio," I begin hesitantly, "I... am not the person you think I am."

"No," I continue softly, my voice barely above a whisper, "I am not who you think I am. Not at all." Tears begin to well up in my eyes as the weight of my confession presses down upon me like a physical burden. "My name is Keno Fasris Invern," I choke out between ragged breaths, "and I was once known as the legendary Vampire Lord, Landfall." As these words leave my lips, it feels as though a great weight has been lifted from my chest, even though I know that they will have dire consequences for our newfound alliance.

But before Dio can react to this revelation, something else catches my eye: a faint gleam of light in the distance. It grows brighter by the moment, and soon we are both staring at it, transfixed. As it approaches, I realize with dread what it must be: the rising sun. The vampire's eternal enemy.

"Oh no," I whisper, horror dawning on me. "The vampire heat... It's getting worse." Panic claws at my throat as I feel my control slipping away once more. But this time, there is someone beside me; someone who can help me through this darkest hour. "Dio," I gasp, grabbing his hand tightly in mine, "please... You must help me."

Dio's hand in mine feels warm and reassuring, like a life vest in the midst of a raging storm. With renewed determination, I turn to face him, meeting his gaze steadily. "I need you," I say simply. "Only you can help me control this vampire heat. Your blood... It's different from anything I've ever tasted before. It dulls the hunger, calms the fury within me." I take a shaky breath, struggling to find the words to express what I truly feel. "I don't know if we can survive this without each other."

As the sun rises higher in the sky and its light paints the alleyway gold, I stand there, helplessly watching as my body thrashes against its unyielding control. It is then, in this moment of despair, that I realize just how much I need Dio's help - not only to survive the vampire heat but also to find some semblance of peace within myself. And perhaps, if we are lucky enough, there might even be a chance for us at happiness... Together.

But first, I must convince him; make him understand just how vital his role is in all of this. My fingers dig into his hand, the pressure unconsciously mirroring the turmoil raging within me, as I plead with my eyes: "Please, Dio. Help me."

His words wash over me like cool water on a scorching summer day; a balm to my soul. I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude and relief washing away the doubt and fear that had threatened to consume me mere moments ago. With renewed strength, I turn to face him, grasping his hand tightly in mine. "Thank you," I whisper hoarsely, my voice thick with emotion. "I swear on my undead heart that I will repay this debt tenfold."

As we stand there together, facing the rising sun and all its terrible consequences, a strange sense of peace settles over me. For the first time in centuries, I know what it's like to have someone at your side, to fight for you and with you. And as long as Dio is by my side, I will never be alone again. We are bonded now; our fates intertwined more tightly than the strands of a spider's web. Together, we can face anything that comes our way - even the wrath of the rising sun.