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

Old Man Carl's corpse fell to the ground, as Asher found his new target.

It was none other than the rogues that had been restraining Michael all this time. Asher took a step before lunging towards them and reaching them in just two seconds.

"STOP!" They had more time than the others and had already gotten wary, thus they defended with their weapons.

One of them had a single edged sword while the other used a hatched.

Asher blocked them with his claws, making them stunned.

"He's able to match our strength?!" They didn't understand. "How's that possible? Isn't he mage!?" to them mages might be strong, but that was only in terms of magic and power, not physical strength.

There might be some that could match knights in their physique, but those were rare and wouldn't be someone of Asher's build that was very clearly skinny.

No Medicine For Regret