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
But, even though he thought that Huo Ling has to become indifferent towards the human matters, his subconscious actions, which are his feelings, still betrayed his thoughts.
"I have already called a police." Yi Bing spoke and lowered his gaze. In the end, he still gave the police an anonymous call after he saw Huo Ling's pained expression as he listened to him emotionlessly told him these beggars' sins.
Huo Ling bit his lip as he clutched his chest tight, feeling an extreme pain. "… thank you." He said in a hoarse and trembling voice. Still, he fought the pain in order to thank Yi Bing, whom he knows that called the police only for his sake.
"En." Yi Bing just nodded.