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

Beryl took a pause to breath for a bit after saying all that.

The Miasma within his body was still going haywire and it was taking his all for him to suppress it for the time being. If he didn't do so, he would've already died to it.

'I can't die just yet… I need to tell him all that is needed first.' Beryl said to himself, while mustering his will.

Asher didn't prod the man either, letting him speak at his own pace.

"Let's continue…" Beryl said, having pressured the Miasma for now. "Where was I?"

"Find the key there, and open the gate before putting the key back in its place. Make sure you keep the gate propped open as it will lock automatically once it moves back into the normal position." Beryl warned while Asher nodded in response. "Follow the path through the sluice till the end. There you should see a ladder which you can climb to exit the sluice.

Gathering Supplies