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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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137 Chs

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In the last four days, Asher's world had been flipped several times.

First it was him getting imprisoned, then it was the invasion of the demons, then the death of Berk and Tess and finally becoming a heretic.

The small hope that he had discovered in the form of Beryl made him think that things might just turn out well, but now even that had been doused with the rivers of despair.

"Bring him to the other tent!" The voice of Clor was heard. "I want to see just how did these two manage to escape." His tone was furious as he walked away.

"At once, my lord!" The Knights replied and started walking towards him with Asher in their hands.

But after they had taken just a couple of steps, a voice was heard.

"No…" 

The knights looked towards the source of the sound which was the boy they were holding.

"What did you say?" The knights couldn't believe the audacity of the heretic.