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
It could only be of a woman's!
"Damn! What a hair-raising event!" Huo Ling couldn't help but mutter, feeling engrossed in reading because in this fourth supernatural event, there were traces left of killing, like spilt blood or some hair or nails or tooth left on the hallway.
If one wasn't too meticulous in their job, they would not find these small evidences. But, because of these 'evidences' left, the whole school thought that there was a murderer.
"Were there, really?" he can't help but ask to himself as his brows knitted. Then, he heaved a sigh since the script ends where the two male leads were being chased down the hallway after they dared to take a risk to find out who was it that was playing with everyone in their dormitory late at night! "Damn scriptwriter… you better not end up in my hands or else - !" he said and frowned, feeling frustrated because his appetite was whetted.
He kept the script and the resumed his own 'hunting'.
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