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

Asher continued to think about it all and realized a few more things.

'When I absorbed the white wisps from the Knights, I felt stronger… faster… over all better. But when I absorbed the wisp from the mage, I only felt that heat. I didn't feel stronger like I did with the knights.' Asher thought of the differences. 'Is this due to the difference in their levels or something more?' he wondered.

The Knights were two star warriors, while Mage Clor was a three star mage.

Asher wondered if this was what made the difference.

'Is the Three Star mage wisp a bit too much for me, so I didn't feel the same effect? And is it also why I could use fireball?' it didn't take long for Asher to figure out that absorbing the white wisps also gave him aspects of those he had killed.

From knights, he got their physical abilities and now from the mage he got his magic.

After thinking all this, Asher now wondered how much of magic did he get from Mage Clor.

A Wizard Spell?