It's been 5 years since Alex killed the Creepypastas and went on a rampage. It's been 5 long years and everyone forgot him. Now he's just a legend and this legend is back. Alex walked back into the woods where he left his Scythe.

"Hello Merchant of Death.", He says to his scythe. He grabs it and pulls it from the tree knocking the tree down. "I leave them for 5 fucking years and they decide to forget me!", He screams. "Well no more. It's time they remember."

Alex walks to a nearby town. He enters the bar with his scythe on his back. "Hey, Mister where did you get that scythe? It reminds me of the legend of the Reaper.", The bartender states. Alex turned to him, his red eyes glowing.

"So I am a legend now?", He asks and kills every one in the bar except the bartender. He drinks all of the dead people's blood. The bartender looks scared and runs. He enters the police building. "help me some fellow with a scythe just killed my customers. He probably followed me....", He says as he is skewered by Alex.

Alex walked out of the police station as some of the cops are trying to make sense of it all. Alex enters a home and proceeds to enter the adults bedrooms. He kills the man and the woman. He then precedes to drink their blood. He walks outside to see he's surrounded by policemen and policewomen. "Put your Scythe down and surrender peacefully.", They yell into the bullhorn.