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
Everyone took a sharp breath and their blood turned cold. They don't dare think that Yi Bing is joking. But, they believe him not because he is from the Stable World. They believe his words because Yi Bing isn't the type to speak nonchalantly, much less he is a braggart.
And this aura… they felt that they couldn't breathe. They can't even blink!
"Yi Bing." Huo Ling called with a sigh in his voice.
Yi Bing retracted his aura, and even heavily gasped and panted, catching their breaths. In just one second, their backs are drenched with sweat, and their faces were pale. Fortunately, Tian Tian and Tang Tang were already sent back to their rooms. Or else…
"I swear… on my life… I won't let them harm xiao Ling!" Hao Baiyun said as he catch his breath.
"Good. I will remember your words." Yi Bing nodded in satisfaction and he sipped his drink as if he didn't try to kill them earlier.