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
"I am still a patient and needed to recuperate." Bai Wu said and looked at his arm on a cast. He made a pitiful expression, which made Bai Liu's and Wu Yi's eyes sore. "Also, you two needed to be punished." He told Bai Lu and Wu Yi.
Bai Liu and Wu Yi froze. They stared at Bai Wu for a while as if they can't understand what he is saying before they finally reacted when their brains processed what Bai Wu's words mean. And, sure enough, it was as they thought when they heard Bai Wu spoke again.
"You continue your post." Bai Wu spoke as he rose from his seat and used his gaze to tell Bai Liu to return to his seat.
Bai Liu immediately reacted and followed what Bai Wu means. But, just when he was about to take his seat, he suddenly saw the swivel chair like it was a torture device. He understood that as soon as he sits here again, Bai Wu would squeeze him (of his efforts) until he is dry.