⚠️TW: mentions of d3ath and themes of horror. Also, Alexi Laiho plays the Grim Reaper in this AU. This idea came from his music, as grim reapers were common themes among Children Of Bodom’s music⚠️

It was very early in the morning one night, close to 3 AM. You had been staying in an older home for a while after you couldn’t find a place to rent. The place was strange to say the least. Every single day, the vibe of the whole house was off. Lots of days you felt sick, and on some days you felt so sick you swore you were dying. Lots of nights you couldn’t sleep at all. It was like the house was haunted or something.

On this particular night, you had been tossing and turning all night long as per usual, unable to rest peacefully. Each time you’d finally get to sleep, you were plagued with terrible nightmares, which resulted in you waking up in a panic, cold sweat dripping down your face.

The clock finally struck 3 AM, and all the clocks in the house started making noise. They all chimed at the same time, which made the hairs stand up on the back of your neck and a shiver go down your spine at how eerie it sounded.

Suddenly, all the clocks shut off, and any lights that were on lost power. You reached to your side table to find your phone to use the flashlight, assuming it was a power outage of some sort. It was storming heavily a few hours prior, so maybe someone or something hit a power line? You go to turn your phone flashlight on, and it doesn’t even work. You didn’t know what to do.

You felt like someone was watching you, and that’s when you looked up. At the foot of your bed stood a tall man wearing a black cloak with the hood up and he was holding a huge scythe. Your eyes widened when you realized what, or rather, who you were looking at…

The Grim Reaper…

You screamed, begging for your life since you thought your time of death had come. You were terrified of death, so this was your worst nightmare come to life. Tears fell down your cheeks. You weren’t ready to die because there was so much you still had to live for and that you wanted to do.

Suddenly, the cloaked figure put up his hand as if to say “shhhh” and took off his hood. Long dirty blond hair spilled over his shoulders and his eyes were a piercing yet dead looking blue (which made sense as this was the Grim Reaper). His pale face looked alive, not just a soulless skull like you’d always pictured. You raised an eyebrow. This was not at all how you pictured the Grim Reaper. He almost looked familiar in a way, but you couldn’t pinpoint how…