Prologue

I'll never stay to remember.

I'll never stay to displeasure.

I'll never stay to surrender.

...

Those were the words of Nigel, the only son without powers and the scarred prince of great theatricals. Mortals were divided from the mages by incarcerating these souls into large theater houses. Nigel was one of them. He was taken away from his family after his birth, forced to entertain the higher mages in order to survive their charm-cast criticisms. Everyone knew their family's names and what they looked like, something which he didn't have since he came here. He was all alone in this fierce universe, and it's his life to take himself beyond this horrid prison.