Dionysus
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“Did someone just call me the wine dude? It’s Dio, please. Or Mr. Dio. Or Lord Dionysus. Or, sometimes, Oh-My-Gods-Please-Don’t-Kill-Me, Lord Dionysus.”

Dio floated down from a tree branch, softly tapping the ground. This would be a perfect place to... No. Dio. Stop. He turned to Fathom, as his eyes sparkled with mischief. "So, Fathom. This is your play ground. Show me how to have a little fun, eh?" Dio leaned back against a tree, smirking.