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Three Fold World

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

Grand_Void_Daoist · Fantasía
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Porters And Coins

Michael finished the formalities of reporting the rogues while the other two clerks handled the sale of the materials.

It was not as simple as just taking it and handing them the money, since they needed to check the quality and weight of the materials.

"Wait here till we get these checked." The second clerk said as he carried the materials and went to another room inside. 

It was clear that it was not an area that even the mercenaries could go into and was intended for the internal use of the guild staff.

Now all that the group had to do was wait. But while they wait, a several pair of eyes were glancing at them from time to time.

"Is he new?" A porter who had not spoken before asked.

He looked to be about thirteen years old, and looked youngest among all the porters present. 

"I've never seen him before." Another porter about fourteen years old said, observing Asher. "I don't think he's from the city either."