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 gaped at the receding backs of Kale and Sam as the two of them left. "What the hell… my surname is 'Jackson'… no, no. I mean, my Chinese surname is 'Huo', not 'Hao'!" he said. "When did I become 'Hao'? My mother said she has no relatives!"
"The Hao family…" Yi Bing spoke to remind Huo Ling of his presence. He remembered Hao Baiyun in the first world. He is an exorcist. Now, with the mention of 'Hao', Yi Bing knows it can only be Hao Baiyun, or someone related to him.
As expected, Huo Ling finally remembered Yi Bing whom he had momentarily forgotten because of shock. "I remember… you're a Chinese…" he said as he looked at Yi Bing.
"You are one, too." Yi Bing reminded him.
Huo Ling grimaced. "Not 'one', but 'half'! 'half'!" he said and sighed. "Father said, mother has no relatives. So who are those Hao people?" he asked.