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

A hundred thoughts were going through Asher's mind as he enjoyed the sight.

With the night having descended, there wasn't much for him to do other than to rest.

'May as well have food and sleep.' Asher thought to himself, taking out some of the rations.

He had two pieces of meat jerky and another one of the hard biscuits. Even if he had three days of supplies, he didn't wish to be careless and consume it all that soon.

If he could hold off on his hunger, he would do so in order to have just enough time to find another food source. After all, he had no guarantee that he would be able to find food in three days.

'Though the forest below should have plenty of food. Even if I don't catch any animals, I should be able to find fruits.' Asher thought to himself.

Since there were animals clearly living down there, they must be surviving on something. Asher would simply have to follow them to find some food.

A Night Of Reflection