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

Finding the jackal's remains left Asher with a few questions though as he realized things' didn't seem normal.

Firstly, there were no tracks of a jackal walking there. Asher even observed the area within the hundred meters and saw no paw prints.

'This is strange, the Jackals usually stay in a pack so there should have been some tracks at least.' Asher thought to himself.

Even if a single Jackal might have wandered off somehow, there should have been tracks left.

"It's almost as if… It fell from the sky." Asher muttered before realization stuck. "No animals and no tracks… OF COURSE! THE DEMONS!" he exclaimed.

He looked at the Sourcefather in the sky and then got an idea of the directions before going through his memories.

'At the end, there were swarms of winged demons coming from this side too…' Asher recalled. "They slaughtered everything in its path… Even the animals." He said in understanding.

Barren Land And Steep Climb