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
"Woah! Wow! It's so beautiful!" Huo Ling exclaimed as he looked at the orange crystal held by Yi Bing.
Yi Bing turned to him. "You don't feel anything from it?" he asked.
"Hm? Nope? Should I feel something?" Huo Ling asked and he pondered over it. "It felt warm?" he said.
The coldness in Yi Bing's eyes thawed slightly. The skin of his fingers feels being burned by the Soul Fragment. But, in order for Huo Ling to not notice anything strange, he endured the pain that was starting to burn his muscles, bones, and his soul.
He felt his soul was stung and he immediately took out a special box from his suit before he placed the Soul Fragment inside it. As soon as the lid of the box was closed, they heard a loud rumbling sound, and the mausoleum started to shake.
"W – what… what's happening?!" Huo Ling asked as he gripped Yi Bing's clothes tight.