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
"As you have said before, he asks others favors." Yi Bing said. "However, if he was put in a critical situation, he would choose himself than the one whom he owed a favor." He said.
Huo Ling nodded. "That's correct." He said, remembered that it was what he really said earlier.
"This shows he values his life more than anything. He isn't greedy, either, since he knows he would owe others a favor, thus he rarely asks for favors, right?" Yi Bing said and looked at Huo Ling.
Huo Ling. "Yes." He answered as he looked at Peng Qian. "Actually, he would only ask for help when things are already out of his ability." He explained for Peng Qian.