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
"How was your day yesterday?" Yi Bing asked Huo Ling as he leaned on the door fame.
Huo Ling froze as he stared at Yi Bing. He tried to look for anything strange on Yi Bing's body, but he can't find any except the smell of alcohol on him. If Yi Bing is a human, Huo Ling would suspect that Yi Bing is drunk. But, Yi Bing is a grim reaper, and grim reapers can't get drunk. So, Yi Bing definitely is not drunk for him to ask this kind of question towards Huo Ling.
So, what happened to Yi Bing today for him to behave so unusual?
"Hm?" Yi Bing muttered when he saw that Huo Ling is silent as he stood there with book in his hands and is staring at him quietly. He can't help but smile when he saw Huo Ling's suspicious gaze on him. "Is it that strange that I ask you how your day was?" he asked him.
Huo Ling stared at Yi Bing before he slowly nodded. "En." He answered.