HuilongShenghou

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

Afterlife Department

"Rebellion, you say…" Gerard Jackson stared at Huo Jinghua in aghast after they heard what Huo Jinghua said. Lewis Johnson is as shocked as him, too.

"Well, that isn't improbable." Harry Walter who can't be physically present and so he used a private line to call them, spoke. They could hear the flipping of papers in the background, and the sound of the pen rubbing against the paper as Harry Walter signed the documents.

Huo Jinghua nodded in agreement. His expression is heavy. "Rayver Quinn isn't that old. He is 20 years younger than the Empress Dowager, and so he can rule the empire for a long time." He said.

"En." Harry Walter muttered. He is the one who knows best the length of the human's age, since Jiang Ce – his husband, is the head scientist and is researching this project.

"If what you said is true…" Gerard Jackson's eyes widened when he thought of Rayver Quinn's possible rule.

Suspects