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
"YOU BITCH!!! YOU WH*RE!!!" Mrs. Portkin shrieked in anger as she scratched the female teacher's face with her long and manicured nails. She doesn't care even if her nails cracked. As long as she sees that the female teacher suffers, she wouldn't rest. Her anger wouldn't let up!
"I… I – " Eram's face paled as he crawled back in the ground. He continued to crawl until his back suddenly bumped against something. He turned and saw a pair of black pants. He raised his head and saw a round stomach, then a familiar face. "U – Uncle… uncle Sam – " he stammered when he saw Mr. Portkin's face.
What greeted him back is a vicious slap. Eram felt he saw stars and his vision momentarily blackened.
"Oh, my god! It's Mr. Portkin!" a female student exclaimed.
"Mr. Portkin is known for his altruism. But, who can blame him for his action when faced by his son's murderer?" another student said.