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

Seeing the Red Belly Squirrel though, Asher thought of something.

"Do people hunt those squirrels?" Asher questioned.

"Haha, sure. Though hunting them isn't worth much. You can make a soft coin purse out of them though." Michael replied. "But there are other uses for them though." He added.

"They are a decent way to judge whether an area is safe or not." Michael answered.

He didn't think there was any serious danger nearby for now with the red belly squirrel being here which was why he had become conformable being here..

"If there really was danger, the Red Belly squirrel would run away at the first sight while also letting out a cry. Plus the Red Belly Squirrels also tend to live where they were less predators.

Easy Prey