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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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Setting Goals

After hearing Michael, Asher was made aware of the difficulties of reaching the Bone Tempering Stage.

The Four Star Rank seemed like a distant dream for the mercenary, though Asher also understood that there was an issue of resources. He himself was not going to be discouraged by something like this, as his goals were far too big.

'The Immortals are even stronger than the Mages… Who knows how many times stronger. And the Warriors still end up being weaker than the Mages on the same level. Just how strong would I have to be? I will need as much power as I can gather from every source that I can access.' Asher thought to himself.

The fire of vengeance in his heart was still burning.

While it was not the same blaze as before, it was still a steady fire of a bonfire that kept on burning. His current hardships might have distracted him from his long-term goal, but it was only a temporary thing. It was not something he could finish by tomorrow anyway.