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
A deafening silence befell the palace when the call with Rayver Quinn ended after Rayver Quinn hang up the call with Kale, His Majesty the Emperor.
"Your Majesty…" they called. However, they all lowered their head. What is there to say? Rayver Quinn is mad, but his words are right. They can't give the throne to the Alliance. But the emperor, Kale, could just easily say he can do that.
It was like they felt betrayed. Harry Walter didn't say anything, but his expression is called. He just silently left after uttering an excuse to guard outside and left some guards for the emperor. The ministers looked at each other and bowed as they respectfully excused themselves, giving the emperor some time to be calm.
"Kale." Sam called. In front of the others, he calls him 'Your Majesty'. However, they were the only ones left in the palace.
"Am I wrong?" Kale asked.
Sam didn't answer, since he knew Kale could realize that himself.