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

Soon, Michael had given all the directions to Asher who had written them down in the book he had taken from the corpse of Mage Clor.

It now had directions from both Beryl as well as Micheal.

One was for his long term goal and the other was for his short term goal. But both were important to him in the end, as such he safely stored the book away on his body. He wouldn't dare to put in the bag, for the fear that he might somehow lose the bag.

"That should get you to the Tavern with no issues." Michael spoke. "That area is pretty busy, and has a lot of people so you shouldn't get in any trouble either. It is away from the more 'risky' areas of the city too." He informed.

"That's good then." Asher was pleased with the additional warnings.

Moving On