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
"Jin Wu?!" Huo Ling exclaimed when he saw that Jin Wu was lying on a chair and is clutching his abdomen. "What… what happened?!" he asked, startled. Then, suddenly, he remembered something. "Mo Shi!" he called and crawled to the other side of the bed to get to Mo Shi. "Mo Shi, wake up! Something has happened! And to your superior!" he shouted to Mo Shi who is still lying on the floor, sound asleep.
It was as if Mo Shi wasn't a son of a wealthy family since he can sleep on the cold and hard floor. But, this isn't what is important right now.
"Hmm? What?" Mo Shi asked as he opened his eyes and turned.
"Pig." Jin Wu spat as he glared at Mo Shi from the darkness.
All the sleepiness of Mo Shi suddenly disappeared when he saw a pair of golden eyes staring coldly at him from the darkness. Coupled with Jin Wu's voice, Mo Shi's fear was doubled. "Jin Wu?!" he exclaimed and sat up on the floor, shocked. "What are you doing here?!" he asked.