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
Ke Congyi nodded as he stopped what he's doing to read the printed papers before he raised his hand and hit his knuckles on Jiang Xinduo's forehead. "Idiot! Can't you read?" he asked as he pointed the names on the paper.
"OW!" Jiang Xinduo cried. "This is domestic violence! Wife, how could you hurt your husband?! Don't you have a heart?" he asked, his voice sounded aggrieved and pitiful.
"What 'domestic violence'? Remove the first word!" Ke Congyi said as he hit Jiang Xinduo again, and on the same spot. "Who is your wife? I am definitely a husband, not a wife! And yes, I have a heart, but you don't have a brain!" he told him albeit the fact he is talking to a deputy chief.
Jiang Xinduo held himself not to roll his eyes, or Ke Congyi might hit him again. "Yes, yes. Husband is the best. That's why this husband is also working hard like my husband." He said.