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
Greed
"How much are the damages?" Rayver Quinn asked after they all have dealt all the Alliance's forces.
His adjutant scratched his head as they looked at their starship that has turned to a metal scrap after they used it to shield against the Alliance's attacks. "We… can't go back to the empire for assist." The adjutant sighed.
Rayver Quinn's eyes narrowed as the corner of his lips pulled into a frown. He turned to Mary Jackson whose face is very pale after she had finished vomiting. No one cared about Her Highness the Royal Princess' image. No one did, since no one can be bothered of their image right now because the empire is under the attack of the Alliance, its greatest enemy next to the Zergs.