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
The sounds of footsteps echoed in the cold walls of the hallway as two figures from opposite sides walked towards each other. Both have a handsome face, and wore the same uniform. The medals on their chest dangling as they walked, and the insignia of the empire they wore proudly.
One wore a cold expression while the other one has a gentle, and even smiling expression on his face. The soldiers following behind them cautiously lowered their gaze, never dared to even look at their own boss' face.
"General Quinn." Huo Jinghua greeted with a smile as their groups met at the middle.
"… general Huo." Rayver Quinn spoke with a cold hum.
"Done reporting to His Majesty?" Huo Jinghua asked and glanced at the wide doors of the palace.
"En." Rayver Quinn answered. His piercing gaze on Huo Jinghua's face.
Huo Jinghua noticed Rayver Quinn's gaze on him. "Does general Quinn have something to say to me?" he asked.