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Prologue

Chapter VI – After Lelouch

''I am not one to hold unwarranted hope; hope, like most resources have to be efficiently drawn upon. Though, after the fall of the ''tyrannical'' ruler of the world, I suppose I irrationally hoped for a better world to ensue. A perfectly sound opinion at the time, one must understand that all the supposed obstacles to world peace had been lifted: Charles zi Britannia, world discord, international terrorism etc. but I quickly learnt that a peaceful world didn't directly entail a better or happier one. The United Federation of Nations (UFN) had simply replaced a divided world with a subjugated one. I can now say this with no regrets; I will rather have Charles zi Britannia or Lelouch vi Britannia ruling the world than the faceless aristocratic one-world-order that constitutes the UFN.

The early days of the Black Knights were much simpler; we knew our enemies and had a legitimate reason to justify our struggle. Aside from my early jingoism and contempt towards the Britannian Empire, I followed Zero 1 (Lelouch hitherto, read Chapter 3) because he uncompromisingly stood for justice, be it social justice, racial justice etc. this new 'one party order' however stands for only its subsistence and world subjugation. It seems that this world dictatorship has a monopoly on the media, which seamlessly explains the snide responses of newspaper, news broadcasts and other modes of information to the truth. Diethard Ried, the head of HI-TV and a wholly unpleasant guy, called me a 'conspiracy theorist' for leaking the Zero Requiem. This media reprisal from the UFN and the now degenerated Black Knights should prove itself as perfect evidence of the absolutist aristocratic UFN.

The UFN did not focus on reconstruction after the Zero Requiem; neither did it aim for world peace, these arose from the blatant consolidation of power that the state embarked on. The UFN pragmatically 'reconstructed' some areas to precipitate upper classes and hence to attain followers through suppression. And peace was just a by-product of stringent totalitarianism. The continued existence of a monarchy and the contempt towards self-determination of former subjugated Areas is a result of said consolidation. Nunnaly vi Britannia, the TIME voted most beloved person earth, is merely a pawn in the struggle of classes though ofcourse it has to be stated that she bears some degree of responsibility for allowing the ….

''OHMIGOD RAMSY! Are you reading anti UFN Literature!?'', a loud scream surrounded the factory walls. ''Where did you get it from? You know how dangerous it is? The school might expel you if they find out! You shouldn't be missing lessons to read conspiracy crap!'', another scream hit the walls, this time slightly audible though conjoined almost occupying a few seconds as it was bellowed so quickly.

The reader of said 'crap' twisted his thin, though adequately firm neck, almost circularly to direct his completely dark acute eyes at the source of the screams. She sent out a chilling half-cocked breath as though another scream had almost made its way out of her throat. She instead said in a whiny nonetheless audible tone ''Ramsy, you know I hate when you look at me like that''.

She had an intriguing face, like most young adolescents it was impossible to tell whether she was genuinely beautiful or just temporarily cute on her path towards mediocrity. She carried a naturally tanned skin with long curly hair almost stretching to her shapely hips, a thin nose and bright hazel eyes that were either brown or yellow depending on who you asked. She was, so to speak, the fruitful combination of European and African beauty.

The reader said calmly in his 'Ramses-esque' tone, ''Eve, what are you doing in my workshop? '', the girl identified as Eve retorted almost concurringly ''Oh come on Ramsy, this is just a rundown factory where you hide to avoid class. Hmmm, you know I actually assumed you'd be here looking at porno magazines''

Ramses hair, usually holding themselves in small tight curls, stood almost attempting to uproot from his head in objection to Eve's assumption. ''W-W-What '', his lips could only permit to stammer out of his throat, his otherwise dark brownish skin also appeared pale after Eve's statement. Ramses reacted by locking to Eves hand, dragging her through the slowly dilapidated 'workshop'.

''Come on Ramsy! I'm kidding.'', Eve confessed, ''Hey !'' she roared as she withdrew her hand firmly from his grip, ''What's with this anti UFN thing with you now? You miss 4 days of school for this?''

''It should not cause you concern what I spend my time doing'' Ramses retorted with an indifferent tone in his voice. ''that's your problem Ramsy '' Eve protested, ''you know the UFN and Zero ended Lelouch's reign,''

''Just to supersede it with their much much worse reign'' Ramses rebutted, ''Tell me, what has the Nunnaly- Zero world dictatorship done since killing Lelouch?''. ''Well'' the rebutter to Ramses answered, ''for one, they built the Euphemia Academy, the first school built in North Africa after the Schneizel war against the EU. The school you've been absenting four days straight.''

'Yeah, a school named after a genocidal racist.' Ramses thought to himself almost committing to vocalizing until the interposition of I.I. into the area and conversation asking ''We have a guest, do we?'', Ramses quickly answered on behalf of Eve, ''No she's no one!''.

Eve had been startled into shock, her motionless body had lost connection to her brain and only a shuddered voice escaped , ''I-I-Is that tiny knightmare talking?'', before Ramses could remedy Eve's fear I.I. intervened ''I suppose Artificial Consciousness is quite disconcerting and unexpected, I apologize for any discommoding. Your friend here virtually programmed me into existence a year ago I've not yet fully comprehended the mechanics of human relationships. I suppose my 'birth name' is the Imhotep Information Knightmare but you can identify me as I.I. for short.''

'' Ramsy, the knightmare is talking.'' The only words Eve could mutter. ''Yes, clearly'' Ramses responded in a condescending tone ''but I'm afraid you will have to leave''. ''But, it's so cute'' Eve said as she dropped to I.I.'s 3ft height to pat it on its head. ''Might I say, I am grateful for the remark. While I have not met many women, I can still scrupulously say you are one of the most beautiful'', I.I. said in its poetic voice.

''Awwwww'' Eve voiced, as she almost squeezed the 'life' , so to speak, out of I.I.

'Well don't destroy my Asplund Scholarship submission out of love' Ramses thought with a scowl plastered on his face as though he were in deep contemplation. Ramses walked back to his desk ready to indulge himself in his favourite book as though he had quelled Eves nagging. He had read it nothing but a million times and skipped to his favourite paragraph in Chapter VI.

….. Nothing substantial changed, Charles zi Britannia's Social Darwinism had been replaced by Nunnalyist Classism. Classism enforced by pure luck, just because some had been lucky to be born in favouring circumstances. There isn't any other option now, the only choice left to change this oppressive world is to fight. All I've known is fighting, so it is relatively easier for me, the fight against oppression has not concluded, only now with new enemies.''

Kallen Kozuki ''Autobiography of a Black Knight''

So yeah i decided to make Kallen opposed to the UFN, it makes sense to me that she would be against the monarchies that still existed at the end of code geass. So stick around folks because we've not even started the epic tale of Ramses of the Republic.