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
"What a mess…" Huo Ling muttered as he blankly stared at the ceiling while Yi Bing looked at him. Shou Ji, on the other hand, was just sitting silently on the side.
Fortunately, Shi Jiu felt exhausted again mentally thus he went to sleep, leaving them three to talk.
"Only an external soul can affect the world, unless the native soul is the protagonist." Shou Ji spoke.
Yi Bing nodded, remembered Lei Shan. "So, it must be Shi Jiu… no, Wei Shi, who caused the world to collapse." He spoke. "Because of you." He looked at Shou Ji.
"But, I am sure I am still alive that time." Shou Ji frowned.
"Then, he must have found something that can cause you to die." Huo Ling spoke. "A definite death. Not an assassination since there is a probability that you can live." He said. "It can only be – "
"An illness." Yi Bing spoke.
Huo Ling fell silent.
Shou Ji sucked in a cold breath. "Illness… hahaha… illness…" he laughed but his tears are falling.