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
Ling San is eighty percent sure that some of his memories are missing, and those are related to Xin Wen. But, he is not anxious, since he knows who can answer the questions that he has – Shen Sheng, the father of angels, and now, grim reapers. And since it was Shen Sheng who called for him here, Ling San knows that the flashes of memories that he has is not just a coincidence.
Instead, it was planned. But, Ling San who was plotted doesn't feel anger. Instead, he felt inexplicably relieved. After all, not only did he find out that he was missing some of his memories, he also knows who to ask for this situation of his. Thus, he is very calm.
"Have you finished finding the information that Huo Ling need?" he asked as he looked at Xin Wen who is carefully returning the documents now on Huo Meiying's table.
"En." Xin Wen nodded in affirmation as he saved the information that he scanned from the documents.