I Am the Grim Reaper. How Do You Want to Die?

Ling Mo: "Listen up, you wicked scum. Your time has come. Get in line and collect your death. Hmm, I'm a kind Grim Reaper, so I can give you the death you want. Don't miss this chance!"

Evil Baldy: "Really? I want to die of old age!"

Ling Mo casually pulled out a bottle of aging potion. Three minutes later, the Baldy keeled over in agony.

The Most Heinous Ugly Woman: "Really? I want to die of beauty!"

Ling Mo casually took out a mirror called the "Dream On Mirror." While the ugly woman was looking into it, he smashed a brick over her head. She was dead.

A gifted little loli: "Really? I want to..."

Ling Mo: "No, you don't!"

With the System at his side, Ling Mo inherited the Grim Reaper's legacy. From then on, the world had a "kind" Grim Reaper who punished evil and upheld justice.