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
Alliance Calendar Year 1208, the ninth month, fourth day.
A man wearing a dark uniform is standing behind the glass and is watching the billions of bright, sparkling stars in the distance pass by as the spaceship cross the galaxy with both his hands clenched behind him. His posture is upright and his sharp but handsome face is devoid of any emotions.
"For every light, there is darkness behind it." He muttered as he gazed at the sea of stars. "Just like these stars. They are able to shine because there is darkness around them." He spoke, then suddenly made a pause. "No…" the corners of his lips rose in a cold arc. "They are also a part of the darkness and only able to shine by borrowing something's light." He said as he chuckled in a low voice.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from outside the door before it stopped. Silence once again returned before it was broken again, now by a knock.