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
Normal World 341, ancient world.
"Someone went missing?" the head of the guards spoke as he raised his head from the document he is reading after he heard what the other person said. He looked at the junior guard that's one of the night patrol groups. "Who?" he asked in a low voice.
The patrol guard nodded his head and, despite the cold night wind blowing from the window, he was sweating profusely because of the piercing gaze of the head of the guards. "This…" he stammered and felt his sweat dripping down the side of his face. "It's… it's the second young master of the Pei family – " he answered and closed his eyes tight.
BANG! As expected, a loud noise was heard after the head of the guards threw his ink stone. The ink splattered on the wall as it hit it, giving the room another smell aside from the burning smell of candle.
"Damn it!" the head of the guards cursed.