Afterlife Department
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
Cultivator
"For us to not notice that there is something strange… tch." Yi Bing clicked his tongue in displeasure as he leapt back when the mist tried to reach him.
"What's with the mist?" Huo Ling asked.
"I have a bad feeling." Yi Bing muttered and jumped on the roof of the car.
Huo Ling followed. "You can't control the mist?" he asked.
"This isn't made from water." Yi Bing told him.
"Then I won't burn it." Huo Ling said as he lowered his hand. "This could be…" he muttered and turned to look at Yi Bing who at the same time looked at him. Then, they teleported on top of the trees, only to be shocked when they saw something. "A mountain?!" he exclaimed when he saw it.
"So, the mist is made up of a spell." Yi Bing spoke. "It is to prevent outsiders from finding them." He explained.
Huo Ling turned to him. "Could there be… cultivators in the north that are hiding, so Xiao Ru's master told her to go north?" he asked.