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
"En. You've worked hard today." He nodded at them, his expression cold and indifferent as he took off his eyeglasses, revealing his sharp and deep eyes as well as his handsome face that looked like it was perfectly chiseled. He then loosened his necktie, exposing his sexy tanned chest underneath his white shirt.
Both the men and women loudly gulped down their saliva when they suddenly felt thirsty because the temperature seemed to become hot despite the air conditioner working perfectly. They looked at the man that have a handsome face and sexy body.
He is Lewis Johnson, the mysterious and most powerful lord of the underworld. He is mysterious since he doesn't need to show his face to the public, thus he didn't.
One woman almost had thrown herself before Lewis Johnson, her face flushed red and she unbuttoned her blouse and lowered her skirt, exposing her plump chest and her lace underwear. Obviously, she wanted sex like the other people around.