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

Learning about the Tide Readers was enlightening for Asher, as it allowed him to know more about the other paths of magic that laid.

Plus it was something that didn't seem to be in direct opposition to Sorcery as the Wizards were. Beryl hadn't mentioned anything of conflict between the Clerics and Sorcerers thus Asher had a better opinion of them.

Though he did realized that he would have to learn more about the history of the Sorcerers to understand the true extent of the conflict.

Time passed as they continued to talk about the situation while Asher kept silent whenever it came to any topic about the Immortals or the demons. He didn't wish to accidentally give a hint away that he was there or associated with them.

"Huh? They're harvesting the crops already?" Jon said upon seeing what was happening outside.

Swift Passage