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

Paranoia loomed over his mind nonstop forcing him to think about all the dangers that might be heading over to him. The noise of the forest that he found to be 'normal' turned out to be the most common of them all.

There were a lot more sounds that he had never heard or experienced before.

He had been thinking of finding a place to sleep and rest for the night, but once he heard all the sounds that a forest had to offer, Asher did not have that thought again.

Even if he wished too, the sounds of the forest would simply not let him have any peace. This in addition with his previous encounter with the leopard basically cemented a night of unrest for Asher.

He had no idea how he ended up getting through it as the last thing he could properly recall was the Tidemother sinking down into the western Horizon.

Even that was something he had barely seen due to the forest canopy.

Overnight Exhaustion