The young man found himself in a tight spot — standing face-to-face with a monster that claimed to be the King of Vampires.
It was clear to him now: this creature was born from **Moros's** ability.
The young man smirked mockingly at the painter and said,
**"It's obvious your power is to summon the creatures you draw… if I'm not mistaken."**
Moros looked at him with a cold, expressionless face and replied,
**"Telling you about my ability won't change the outcome of this fight. But since you already know I'm the killer, I suppose you deserve to hear it."**
**"My ability is called *Black Paint.* I can turn anything I draw… into reality."**
Moros placed his hand on the canvas he had been working on, and from it spilled a stream of black ink that began to take shape — forming into a knight clad in armor marked with seven glowing symbols.
The young man realized he was in real danger now, yet he didn't retreat.
Instead, he uttered a single phrase that changed the entire course of the battle:
**"Death Gamble."**
From the void itself, a figure appeared — shaped like a clown, its grin stretching unnaturally wide.
The young man dashed straight toward the knight, but the vampire intervened.
Even so, he dodged the attack with astonishing agility.
From a distance, Moros watched, astonished by the young man's strength and speed.
Then he called out,
**"What's your name, boy?"**
The young man kept deflecting and countering the blows, laughing — not out of arrogance or mockery, but out of sheer exhilaration.
Despite the danger surrounding him, he was *enjoying* it.
When his laughter finally faded, he looked straight at Moros and said confidently,
**"Rio. My name is Rio."**