A boy born from hell

The world burned over so it could restart. But not everyone died. Four individuals were chosen to lead the world into its new world. Magic became real and only the strong could live. Those four became known as the four pillars of the world called Nexus.

A young boy walked the halls of his family's mansion. He was walking towards the battle happening downstairs with blood on his face.

"Don't let them reach the masters." A solders voice called out.

"You fools. The time of king Alfred is upon you. Let the god of flames be his witness." One of the many men dressed in black cloaks yelled out.

The soldiers died off one by one and the boy the age of five stood at the top of the stairs as the cloaked individuals stopped as they looked up.

"Kill the kid his the last one." One of them called out running up the stairs.

The boy looked out at the room below. His father and mother's bodies laid dead. His older brother stabbed through the chest against a wall. The twenty plus guards he known dead. These people wearing these black cloaks numbering about forty had killed them.

Just as the man had his sword above the boy as he was a stair below time seemed to slow.

"I don't like being disturbed." He said as time rushed back and the man flew from the stairs high in the air with his body sprawled out.

The boy had his hand out with his pointer finger where the mans chest was.

"If you want to ruins one day getting blood on them seems best." The boy said as he pulled a head from behind him. The head was of the man sent to kill him while the others fought.

"What the fuck was that."

"It doesn't matter we outnumber him."

"I don't like this."

"Fuck did he just flick him to death."

The men started drawing their swords as some prepared spells.

"Fire from hell burn all before me." One of the men in front said and a large burst of flames came from his hand burning the stairs and the boy.

But the flames froze around him and the rest died.

"I might be only five but I'm not stupid." The boy said holding his palm out.

"Stop him." The man who casted the fire spell said as he tried to run.

"Time be me as I control you. Defeat all who threaten my power. I Luther of the fifth pillar command upon it." The five year old boy said as everyone below him froze in place. Mind, body, and soul were all stuck in place, frozen in time.

The flames still stuck frozen in time just around him came too with a new master. They swirled around going backwards in the way they came. They charred the people closest to the stairs. The ones further away were still not fine. The boy walked down and grabbed a dagger from one of the dead guards. He slowly walked to each of the intruders and stabbed them in the neck or gut. But they were frozen and didn't move or show any reaction as to them they were just in the same moments as before. As the boy came to the last man he sliced he both his legs.

"Release." The boy said and time for everyone resumes like it never stopped for them.

They all dropped to their deaths as some lived for a few seconds they screamed they ones who got it in the neck fell to the ground in pain and fear.

"Ahh. What are you." The man who had been sliced in the legs fell screaming and asked.

"Didn't you hear from my spell. I am Luther of the fifth pillar." The boy said nonchalantly as his pale face came to light with his black and white hair.

"There is no just thing of a fifth pillar. Let alone someone calling themselves a pillar." The man said as he tried to stop the bleeding from his legs looking at a nearby sword.

"Really now. Then what are the pillars." The boy asked.

"Damn you. The pillar of earth Eve. The pillar of water Poseidon. The pillar of air Weng. And the greatest of them all. The pillar of flames Prometheus." The man said crawling backwards to a wall saying gathered last one proudly.

"Correct. But what makes them up. Earth for what we stand upon to give us strength. The water brings life where ever it flows. The air we breath allows us to be. And the flames restart the cycle so it can continue to keep all things fair. But the fifth is the pillar of time. I am that pillar. Time allows them to existent and to grow. Time allows for the start and end. Nothing could have been if not for time." The boy said still showing no emotion while holding his dagger in one hand as the last drip of blood fell down from it.

"What are you really. Sure the pillars lived long ago but none really exist today. And nothing talks of time. Whatever you are. Go back to the void." The man said as he grabbed the sword but his arm froze as he brought it up a few inches from the boys face.

"Time was here from the the beginning. Before the four even came to life. I have been granted this by myself. And as for your sword. Well I'm not stupid. Time be me as I command upon you. Rush through this man who threaten you, your creator demands upon it." The boy said.

With that the mans fingers turned to a fine gray dust as it spread up his body. He screamed in fear but not pain. The sword clashed against the floor. But then it stopped.

"I have lost many things however. I ask you this. Who sent you here." The boy asked as the blood on his face that had dried now cracked off him.

"The emperor. He has made contact with the pillar of fire and all shall burn." The man said but his body turned to dust and flew into the air into nothingness.

"Seems some old friends finally came back. Well I can't let this world be off balance. I am time itself I command upon it to see these who have died before me see through the cycle of life and continue their journey to the next life." The boy named Luther the fifth pillar called out to the world and a great power came from the mansion.