Afterlife Department
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
Present
Inside the mausoleum, underground.
"Owww…" Huo Ling cried and held his head when he felt it hurt. He felt it is wet, and the liquid is warm. It also felt sticky, and smelled fishy and rustic. "Ouch… this is – " he muttered.
He opened his eyes and, with his other hand holding a flashlight, raised his hand to illuminate the warm and wet liquid on his other hand. It was blood.
"Ugh!" he grunted as he tried to sit up, but his head felt dizzy and he fell on his back again. He looked around and saw the dim and dingy old hallway is empty. "Where am I…?" he muttered and grunted in pain when he tried to sit up again. "Ah!" he cried when he felt his foot ached after he moved his leg. "Damn it." He cursed. It seems like he has twisted his ankle when he fell. "I can't die here…" he muttered under his breath as he placed his hands on the wall and used it to support himself up.