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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

Mistake

The job was supposed to be a simple one, and it was not new to Michael and his group.

They were only supposed to hunt the Dagger Tail Red Hawk, get its feather, and head back to Volstead City. A job that was perfect for their level and something most mercenaries would take as an 'easy' but decent paying job.

But it was anything but that.

The start might have been as usual for them, but once they got deeper in the forest, things started to go awry for them. Running into a group of beasts that forced them to run away, to almost dying due to thirst in the middle of the night.

Then running into an injured boy who held secrets that they were unaware of.

He felt like their luck had turned after meeting the boy, who had not only pointed them to water but also ended up spotting the target of their hunt for them. Michael never expected that it was possibly the 'best' part of their journey, as it was all downhill from there.