In the grand halls of the Valencia estate, where magic crackled in the air and the clashing of swords echoed through the corridors, there lived a young man named Yuki Valencia. Born the third son of the esteemed Duke Grand Valencia, Yuki bore the striking silver hair and dull red eyes that set him apart from his family's signature ruby-red gaze.

From the moment of his birth, it was evident that Yuki was different. Frail and delicate, he lacked the robust strength and magical prowess of his elder brothers. Marrius, the eldest, commanded the arcane arts with unmatched skill, his name whispered in fear across the empire. Clark, the second son, honed his body into a lethal weapon, emulating their father's legendary swordsmanship.But Yuki? He struggled to even lift a blade or conjure the simplest spell. He was a disappointment in the eyes of his family, a blemish on their prestigious lineage.

Yet, despite their disdain, Yuki possessed a resilience that surpassed his physical limitations.While Marrius and Clark trained tirelessly, Yuki sought solace in the quiet corners of the Valencia estate. There, amidst the ancient tomes and forgotten artifacts, he discovered a different kind of power – one that flowed not from strength of body or mastery of magic, but from the depths of his own heart.

Since his family ignored him and his brother hated him, Yuki was doing everything to gain attention, but that only made them despise him even more. Yuki then found his goal, the second prince of the kingdom Alexender Antoine. He begged his father to engage him with the prince, and he agreed and so begin his love life, at least that's what he thought. He pursued the prince daily, gave him gifts and even gave him letters but the prince was always cold to him. But as time passed, he began to get tired so he agreed to be engaged with Yuki. That was the best moment of Yuki's life, he thought, finally.

That was until a certain buffet on his 17th birthday.