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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

The Mercenary Guild

Asher continued to listen to the mercenaries tell him about the city, as well as explaining small things here and there. Since he didn't know much about city life in general, there were a lot of things that were common sense that he simply didn't understand.

As such, it helped him a lot, and he paid attention to all of them carefully, especially things like the differing set of rules between each region of the city. The rules were mostly simple other than security measures like curfew timings at night.

The Outer region had the strictest curfew, being set at Nine PM. If someone was caught outside at that time, depending on their luck, they might get off with something as simple as a warning to getting imprisoned.