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
After formally introduced themselves to each other, the tense atmosphere slowly relaxed. They began to scan their surroundings, as well as analyze their situation.
"Han Meng was possessed by something inside the mausoleum." Zhang Jun said as he pointed his flashlight to Han Meng who's walking back and forth outside the mausoleum. "But, it seems that she can't enter the mausoleum… or – " his voice lowered. " – she doesn't dare to?" he asked as he looked at them.
Fear flashed in the young men and young women's face while Huo Huainan and Huo Zichu looked calm.
"Mr. Huo, Mrs. Huo. Do you know something about this mausoleum?" Zhang Jun politely asked. The Huo family, after all, is a family of grave robbers in the past.
"This will be a long story." Huo Zichu answered. She took out a lighter from her back pocket and walked towards a candleholder standing by the wall, then lit it up.