50,000 years ago, Hell was destroyed because of too much Foul from the resentment of the souls that later turned to Soul Eaters and devoured everything in their wake, leaving nothing of Hell. The gods above in Heaven, in order to take care of the newly-died souls, created the Afterlife Department comprised of grim reapers. Huo Ling was delivering food that day when he met Yi Bing and the guy gave him a warning. When he arrived to the customer's unit, he was killed. Huo Ling: you set up a death flag for me! Yi Bing: I'm a grim reaper. I'm the flag myself. Let me help you solve the mystery of your death. Huo Ling: your sister! Alternative title: The Different Ways I Died at 23 Update: daily
Di San and Gu Shi held their breath, which is a mistake. They felt like they are suffocating because of the darkness. They can't see anything, not even their hands and feet. They can't even see each other. And because of it, it gave them the idea that they don't have a body. Only consciousness.
Emptiness. This is what they currently feel. They feel their mind going blank, and momentarily forgot their purpose for coming here. If not for their communicators suddenly vibrating, they definitely would have lost themselves here.
Di San's face immediately became as dark as the bottom of the pot. But, remembering that nobody could see his dark expression, he voiced out his complaints. "DAMN IT! Whose f*cking idea is it to not light the interior of the Rainbow Tower?!" he asked and immediately slapped his arm where his communicator is.
The communicator lit up, and the holographic screen popped up, giving the surroundings inside of the Rainbow Tower some light.