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

"The tavern mentioned in my job… it was known by my grandmother too." Asher said changing the story a bit.

"I see… that's good then. There's a lot of things to see in the city and if you know someone its even better.. It is the biggest city before the frontier, after all." Micheal replied.

"How big is it exactly?" Asher had never seen a city, but had heard about them often.

From his grandmother and Berk to the guards and other people of the Crude Lands, all spoke about the cities. And it wasn't just Volstead city either, as there were people coming from all over the kingdoms.

Asher even remembered an old man that was said to have come from an entirely different kingdom.

He had basically no idea about anything outside the Turin Kingdom, and even within the kingdom, he only knew about a few places. As such all that Micheal had to say was new and interesting to Asher.

Two Cities