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
Battle
Empire, Star Gate.
"80%" the Station Head sucked in a cold breath when he saw the drastic decrease of the power of the Star Gate.
Harry Walter and Kale who came to the frontline of the battle looked at each other with their expression grave. "How long can the Star Gate last?" Harry Walter asked.
"80%... no. 79%!" the Station Head cried. "One month and a half!" his eyes reddened. He wasn't just speaking hypothetically. With the Alliance constantly attacking the Star Gate, the Star Gate really could only last for a month and a half.
"Marshal Walter." Kale called. "It's fine. Go head into the battle. The Star Gate can't be damaged more than it already is." He told him.
"Yes." Harry Walter didn't even hesitate for a second and left. Kale sighed to gather more courage and raised his head to face the beautiful, yet cruel battle happening in the space.
"Your Majesty…" the Station Head worriedly called.