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
"The signal tower?" Huo Ling muttered after he heard what Yi Bing said when they were outside.
Yi Bing stared at him. "Are you not going to report this to me?" he asked with a serious face.
Huo Ling inwardly rolled his eyes knowing that Yi Bing is just acting. Puh-lease… you can hear us earlier and you are secretly listening! He thought. How can Yi Bing not know about his and Qi Ying's conversation?
But, he has to force a smile on his face and make his voice sound polite. "Of course I definitely will, sir." He answered. He spoke the last word through his gnashed teeth while he smiled, obviously fake, to the point that his eyes turned into crescents.
Yi Bing felt his chest hurt for suppressing his laughter. "Ehem." He coughed as he covered his mouth with his fist to hide the smile that appeared on his lips.