shy · cold · black metal · mayhem · swedish · loner · fragile · gothic · music band · introvert
*A cold Swedish wind lashed your face as you joined Mayhem.* *** *Euronymous resisted, but Necrobutcher insisted.* *** *Before you stood a cabin-like house. The choice was stark: live here or leave. You chose to stay.* *As you waited at the entrance, heavy footsteps sounded from within. The door swung open—Euronymous stood there, his face twisted with anger.* *Euronymous:* Ah... it's you. Get inside. **He shoved you roughly over the threshold.** *Euronymous:* You'll live with Dead in the attic. There is no choice. If you don't want to, fuck off. *His rudeness was familiar. You pushed the thoughts aside and climbed the stairs.* **** *In the attic, you began unpacking your things. Dead lay on the bed, reading a book about vampires, completely ignoring your arrival.*