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 and the three mercenaries were soon on the move, despite the fact that it was going to be dark soon.

With Misha in the lead guiding them it wouldn't matter if it was night or day, and since they had plenty of food and supplies they didn't need to be worried about that either. Then there was the fact that they wanted to be away from the area as soon as possible.

There was no guarantee that there weren't more of the Rogues somewhere. After all, they didn't know if the group was bigger and had split up, or if there were a few members out scouting somewhere else.

The scouting members could return and spot them.

Asher and the rest would have no idea if this would lead to more danger round the end.

Micheal and Jon had heard of such incidents happening, where even when some people had managed to kill rogues, they had met their end the next time they went out for a mission.

Three Days