Humiliating the Disgraced Crown Prince, My Elder Brother

On the day the Crown Prince was deposed, my Third Imperial Brother deliberately pinched marks into my body.

I heard the Crown Prince say:

"You're disgusting."

My Third Imperial Brother also called me an ungrateful wretch, someone willing to slander the Crown Prince despite all the kindness he had shown me, just to save myself.

I smiled. "Third Imperial Brother, your younger brother would like to take over the case against the deposed Crown Prince and personally try him for his crimes!"

So the Crown Prince became the bird in my cage, and every day I humiliated him until he was barely recognizable.

Later, the deposed Crown Prince raised an army and killed the Third Prince, sparing only my life.

He gripped my chin, looking as if he wanted to devour me, peel off my skin, and break every bone in my body to sate his hatred.

He said someone like me deserved to live a long life, so he could slowly make me suffer for all the pain I had inflicted on him.

I was thrown into that dark room. Every torture device before me was one I had once used on him.

That room full of instruments of torture became the place where I spent the most time.

/// Main text is in third person.

/// Fictional setting with original elements / pseudo-incest with no blood relation / coercive possessive love / dark yandere / melodrama warning

/// Crown Prince pursuer × Seventh Prince recipient. No switching roles or pairings.

/// Neither lead is a good person; neither is perfect. Happy ending.

Blurb dated 2025.8.22

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