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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 · Fantasia
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A Meaty Feast And Night Travel

With a more stable light source available, Asher was a lot more comfortable,

'I'll keep the rest of the fur for later and eat now.' Asher thought to himself.

Thankfully with a fire already lit, making some more for cooking was no issue. Asher gathered a few more sticks and piled them up to make a little campfire.

He then propped up some meat on it to be cooked. The meat was cut into thin strips so that he would have an easier time cooking and eating them. 

The rest of the meat he intended to carry with him, as it would last him for a while more. 

'The meat I got is enough to last at least four or five days. But the meat would also start rotting in that time. It is best I consume as much of it as I can.' Asher decided. 'I can keep the fat for longer anyway.'

The fat would be a dual purpose fuel. 

If Asher had no food left and needed energy, the fat would be an excellent source for it. If not, he could always used it for torch and more.