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
Stable World, City of the Dead.
"Say! Can't you tell me first about this? This is too sudden!" Huo Ling told Yi Bing as they walked.
"A grim reaper must be flexible." Yi Bing said.
Huo Ling's feet stopped and his face darkened. "'flexible', my ass!" he said as he glared at Yi Bing. "Who in their right mind would ask if they know how to kill someone?!" he exclaimed.
"I am. I'm in my right mind." Yi Bing calmly answered.
Huo Ling's face turned darker.
Yi Bing saw that Huo Ling was about to explode and know that he has to stop teasing him. "I'm kidding." He spoke.
Huo Ling stared at Yi Bing's serious and cold face. "No shit." He sarcastically said. With that serious and cold face that looked like he's from a church or a graveyard to utter a joke… can it be considered a joke?