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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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Retaliation

If one looked closely at Asher's eyes, they would see slivers of Miasmas flowing within his eye from time to time. 

The thin veins in his eye seemed to throb from item to time, making one feel uncomfortable. And if one looked at the eyes too long, they wound find a piercing gaze looking back at them.

It was as if a Venomous Viper was glaring at them, paralyzing them from sheer terror!

~SPLAT~

Asher flicked his right claw, splashing the blood away from it as he stood up.

"H-how… How dare you kill these knights!?" Mage Clor shouted, feeling humiliate that he had actually felt fear for a moment. 'This is just a boy, not even eighteen years old. Even if he's awakened his Heretical powers, he is still too inexperienced,' The mage said to himself.

He tried to make himself believe that things were still as they were, and that his standing as a Mage was enough to suppress others by merely speaking.