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

Asher landed right on the rogue's shoulder, making him collapse and break his bones from the force.

The pain was far too great for the Rogue to bear at once and he couldn't help but cry out.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH!" Dalen shouted at the top of his lungs.

Unfortunately for him that was not going to help him at all, as Asher had already decided his fate.

"Die." Asher plainly said before stabbing the man right in his heart.

The Soul Rending Claws effortlessly penetrated the man's chest, ending his life. At the same time, a white wisp traveled up Asher's arm, and entered his body.

Once the wisp was absorbed, Asher could feel the energy within his body.

'Higher than the others… Though still lower than the Two Star Knights.' Asher compared. 'Looks like there are difference even among the warriors of the same rank.' He understood.

A Bitter Taste In Relief