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
"Ah… there goes my happy mood…" Yi Bing muttered as he released a sigh while he walked in the sand. His expression looked exhausted as he stared at the sun in the sky. The outer coat of his black suit was on his shoulder.
He looked like he has nothing to live for, which is ironic, since he is already dead.
"Hey! Yi Bing! Don't you dare ignore me!" he heard Huo Ling shouted from behind him as the other followed him. "'he' this, 'corpse' that. Don't you and Philip dare underestimate me and my intelligence just because you were speaking in codes. I tell you, that doesn't hinder me from deciphering anything!" he told Yi Bing.
Yi Bing, with his back on Huo Ling, just rolled his eyes. One of the reasons of his exhaustion is the 'person' behind him. He didn't speak a word and just pulled his foot that was buried in the sand before he resumed walking.