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
"That butler… he is mute." Yi Bing told Huo Ling, stating the obvious fact. "It was not that they're talking to each other... but, it was actually only your grandmother who's talking to him." he said. "Being reminded of her old lover… which is really him… she can't help but talk to him. But, her husband also can't help but be jealous." He explained. "Added to the fact that she's still been sending him letters…" he said, didn't need to continue his words. Her husband would naturally explode in anger and extreme jealousy.
"You're right… old Tang is mute." Huo Ling said. "That's why I sympathized with him. He was left by his family, and he's also mute… now, I think this sympathy I felt is because we're blood-related." He laughed.