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
Silence fell upon them for a while.
Then, finally, Mo Shi sighed in defeat. "You are right." He said and walked towards the window.
Huo Ling looked at him. "You…" he said as his expression turned serious while he watched Mo Shi gaze outside the window with a desolate expression. "Don't give me that crap. I already know your backstory, so don't give me this sh*t. I won't cooperate with you by asking you if you have some sad and sobbing life story!" he said and lied back down the bed. "This kind of thing only happens in movies and novels! And you aren't in one!" he added before he turned his back to Mo Shi and closed his eyes to sleep.
As expected, Mo Shi's face turned dark. "You…!" he said and gnashed his teeth in anger before he jumped towards Huo Ling like a cat pouncing on a mouse.