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
Before they could start to bicker with each other, they suddenly smelled something in the air amidst the smoke from the battle. Although the scent was faint, but they felt like their soul trembled for some reason. Their heart skipped a beat and their eyes widened when they realized what it is.
"This is - !" Liu Lin exclaimed after he picked up a piece of rock from the remnants of Huo Jinghua's mech.
Feng Er smelled the burnt rock. "It has the smell of a Soul Fragment." She said.
"Soul Fragment?" Huo Ling turned.
"A Soul Fragment is a piece of a soul." Yi Bing answered. "It contains the memories of the soul, as well as its power." He explained.
"Soul Fragments… souls have a smell?" Huo Ling asked in surprise.
Feng Er nodded. "The stronger the power of a Soul Fragment, the stronger its smell. The weakest Soul Fragment has a smell that almost nonexistent." She explained.