To Death Do Us Never Part (Alastor X Reader)

In a world were to become a God or Goddess you have to live through all organisms that are on the face of the earth. You are the fourth horseMan of the Apocalypse, but your not a man, you're a woman. Everyone thinks you're a man, and you like to keep it that way. Since you lived through all cultures and languages of the world you're fluent in all of them. Instead of being called the Fourth Horseman of apocalypse all the time, you are sometimes called Kritanta, meaning god of death. You keep your real name, y/n, a secret so that only your closest friends can call you that.

I will be twisting the Lore of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, you have Been informed so don't get mad at me for doing so. There will be swearing in this book, not any smut cause I don't feel comfortable doing that, and violence and all that good shit.
I don't own hazbin hotel or any of their characters or any fandom that might also be in this book, but I will be twisting the storyline of hazbin. Any drawings or pictures in this book are not mine unless I say their mine, alrighty?
The cover art is not mine.