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
Angel
Ling San stood not far from them with a bright smile on his face. His face looked the same, but not his clothes since his clothes had turned black. Yi Bing and Huo Ling immediately understood. Even if angels descend on the mortal world, they never went to the City of the Dead, much less near its periphery. They also despise the mortal world, since the mortal world has Foul, which is detrimental to them.
So, Ling San, who is even an archangel, would never go to the mortal world, much less the City of the Dead, unless he is…
"You have become a grim reaper." Yi Bing, who has always been cold and indifferent, can't really hide his surprise when he realized this. His gaze on Ling San is too complicated. After all, he was an archangel before, too, and became a grim reaper.
But, Ling San… "Yes." Ling San nodded in affirmation. "I chose to become a grim reaper." He told them.