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 frowned while Mo Shi's eyes widened before panic filled with eyes.
"Then... then what should we do?" Mo Shi asked, feeling anxious. "What if he senses us and exposes our identities?" he said.
"This won't happen. If he did, who would believe him?" Huo Ling said. "Also, if he exposes us, then he will also be exposing himself." He smiled.
Mo Shi sighed in relief. His tension eased. "Then… what about if he makes trouble for us?" he asked. "Hinder us in our task?" he added.
Huo Ling fell silent. This is also is his concern.
"Didn't I already tell you?" Yi Bing said. "Don't worry. We are here to catch him." he told them.
Huo Ling looked at him before he smiled. That's right. Yi Bing is here, so what is there to fear? He thought and took a deep breath, relaxing his muscles.
"But… you were injured…" Mo Shi muttered.