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
Peng Li heard his question and paused. Then, he raised his head to meet Luo Ying's gaze. "Wasn't it because you're beautiful?" he smiled.
"Answer me honestly." Lin Shu said, his face serious as he stared at Peng Li's eyes.
Peng Li didn't answer for a long time. However, when he finally spoke, he awkwardly moved his gaze and stammered. "I thought, that time, I wanted you to become mine." He answered. He looked away, only to reveal his ears that reddened.
Lin Shu. "…" for real? He thought as he watched Peng Li's face, only for Peng Li's face and ears redden more. Then, at that moment, he remembered something important that he forgot.
That time, he looked wretched with soaked clothes and his hair is stuck to his morbid pale face with sunken cheeks and bloodless lips. His injured body was profusely bleeding because of his wounds he got from the wrecked ship and the monsters in seas he crossed.