Grand_Void_Daoist

Slave… 

Trash… 

Unwanted…

Hundreds of words had been hurled at Asher in his short life. He was greatly familiar with them and knew to ignore them for his own worth. His mother had told him find the good in people and look past their masks. 

But even a saint had a limit. And when Asher hit his limit, he also hit the limit of the overseer. 

Getting banished from his mine, Asher was left jobless and also became target of denigration. 

But when the demons poured out from the earth, and invaded his world, what was Asher to do? 

Especially when even the divine immortals, the most sacred and holy, deemed him as a heretic; Asher had little to do other than run. 

How could someone rejected and hated by all survive in the harsh Three Fold World?

Only by overcoming all odds and eradicating those that opposed him would Asher rise to the top of the world. 

Humans, Demons, and Immortals... All shall kneel before the Empyrean of the Three Fold World

Three Fold World

The man saw a faint light reflecting off something that was being held in Asher's mouth. Upon looking closer, he soon realized that it was a thin metal fragment. It was somewhat bent in the middle and one of its side was wider than the other side.

"That… Will work." The heretic finally spoke.

"Mmhmm." Asher hummed in response before leaning sideways .

The chains rattled a bit as the Heretic moved his hands below Asher's head.

"Let go," The heretic said, as Asher released the metal fragment.

The man prefecture caught it and gauged it with his fingers, trying to get a feel for its size.

"Never thought rolling in dirt would come in handy…" Asher muttered to himself and looked at his wild and bushy hair.

Beryl