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
Huo Ling's mind became blank as his body froze when he heard what Yi Bing said. Fortunately, he recovered his wits in time and didn't exclaim loudly because he might be heard by whatever that is following them, which they suspect is a spy of the mastermind behind all of these that are happening right now.
Or, worse, it might be the mastermind himself!
Thinking this, a cold bead of sweat broke in Huo Ling's forehead. But, he immediately calmed himself, or else what was following them might notice something. "This… isn't the Heaven the one that treasures lives?" he asked as his brows knitted. He felt a severe blow in his heart when he heard what Yi Bing said about the Heaven. "Why would they want the people's lives now?" he asked, feeling puzzled.