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
Huo Ling wanted to curse, but he could only bite his tongue to hold himself back not to curse, much less speak. He remained unmoving under Yi Bing's orders. As he waited to the police and the ambulance to arrive, he remembered that Yi Bing told him before that being a grim reaper is an easier job than being an angel.
Thinking this, he almost cursed again had he not been biting his tongue. Men are all liars! Is pretending to be dead easy?! He'd be lucky if they won't immediately send him straight to be cremated! He thought as he gritted his teeth in anger.