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

The toughness of the box was uncanny and Asher didn't think he had ever seen wood like this.

But it only served to make his curiosity and desire for the box's contents higher.

"With such strong box, there is bound to be something highly valuable inside." Asher was fully sure of it now.

He didn't think there would be gold or silver inside, since the box wouldn't be big enough to hold a decent amount. As such, Asher could only think there might be gemstones or other unique valuables inside.

But just as he was about to attempt something more, a set of footsteps alarmed him.

"What are you—" A voice spoke from the behind.

As soon as Asher heard that, his eyes went wide and he acted on instinct. He shoved the wooden box inside his shirt, before turning around.

"You were gone for a while, Asher." Jon looked at Asher with slight concern.

Asking Destination