[Salzaal Secalno de Arthur] The white boredom Part I

“You are Arthur.”

Looking back, this was probably the phrase I had heard the most.

I was the eldest son born to a queen from a noble family, and I was gifted. Nobody could make me lose my pride, no matter how many half-brothers were born after that.

Life’s most glorious period was like a delusion.

When it collapsed, it was like confronting reality.

The first heir, who was adamant that the throne was his and that no one could take it away from him because they lacked the necessary luck, authority, power, and talent.

At the time, all of my previous power had been squandered by its presence—the presence of the dreaded 'Forbidden Element' that everyone feared of.

In the end, I was sentenced to death.

And I did not yield to it... I will never, ever give in to it.

So, I put effort and used everything I had, both the power from the maternal family and my brother’s help.

The word 'must die' became 'incarcerated.'