Chapter 1: Ashes

"It's not death if Y'tel spun her web over your soul"

- Emperor Deramb Holg

Fire wailed and writhed across the valley of Sundor. Nothing was left unburnt. No-one left unburnt. "Yet, one lives", whispered a boy who watched this whole scene, without a slightest hint of emotion on his delicate face. His eyes, deep red, penetrated the burnt bones, ash and writhing green fire all the way across the only building left standing- the holy citadel's shrine of the valley. The one, the boy referred to was an old man, body burnt beyond recognition, except for his face. He tried gripping the wall, to keep himself standing. The boy saw the old man's mouth move. "Help, he says? Hahaha", the boy's mouth twisted and a gave a toothy grin.

"Well, I will give you a clean death, Fire King Surth of Sundor", the boy grinned. He flicked his wrist and a resounding crack echoed through the surroundings.

Surth's eyes widened. "The boy was just there", he thought, "Did he just fucking disappear?". He tried expanding his domain, but he had no idea where he had to project it. But, he was a warrior, a veteran who had rose through ranks fighting. "Instincts and Reflex... my comrades" , he thought. Just then, he sensed the boy. The green fire burnt everything but, it seemed to hate the boy's presence. A silhouette came from his side at a blinding speed. Reflexively he lifted his charred hand and rotated it in clockwise, made a circle and hit the centre of it. His innate fire element blasted like a cannon and hit the silhouette right in the chest.

"Did I get him? Who is this 5 year old looking infant? A demon possessing a boy? No way a young vessel can hold that much power, unless...". Before he could finish his pondering, the silhouette spoke. "You're strong old man", then came a pain on his chest, "Just not enough". Surth looked down, wide-eyed, just to see a huge hole in his chest. "You are a Jura?", he asked.

"Pity it's a waste even if you know", the boy grinned. Jura were an anomaly, an abomination and something the whole of Magic system of the world went against. They were humans who could control two elements of nature. They grew very fast in mind but very held back on body growth. And worst of all, every one of them in existence - were insane. They accumulated and recovered Ru'tel or mana particles, at an insane speed.

Surth fell forwards and hit the edge of the shrine. He teetered and tried rolling back but felt the darkness taking him. "I can't believe, I, a king, will die here". Before his thoughts ended, his soul seperated from his body and entered the Unknown.

The boy looked down and then turned back. He then slashed vertically on the space in front of him. If Surth so this he would've probably died without being struck. For this boy controlled three elements - A Russr. And his particular elements - a common element, FIRE, a special element, DARKNESS and a forbidden element,

SPACE.