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

With the plants gathered, Asher and Misha went back to the camp. Jon had finished setting up the fire, and their bedrolls as well.

"Looks like Micheal isn't back yet." Asher found the man missing.

"He should be back in a bit. If he still doesn't find anything in that time, he'll return anyways as its not worth spending that long to hunt." Jon replied. "Though it shouldn't be hard to find small game in this area at least." He added.

Asher noted that while Misha began to prepare the plants, they had foraged. The yams would take a while to cook, thus she set those up first. Asher assisted her and by the time those were cooked, the sound of footsteps could be heard, along with something being dragged.

"A little help," Michael called out.

Asher and the rest turned to see the man dragging a small deer with him!

"You got an entire deer?" Jon was surprised. "They don't come in this part though."

Late Night Talk