A rather tall, slender man had appeared. The wind's gentle breeze had swept away the large hat covering his face, his ebony hair swished to the breeze, only then you could catch the first glimpse on his youthful face, his striking amethyst eyes, his pale ivory skin, he seemed to be waiting, waiting for someone he had loved so long ago.
"C.C," he muttered into the air.
"Another life?" he had whispered thinking deeply on the option he had been given.
"Yes," the figure answered "To the past, I don't know when, but somewhere, before Britannia, before anything in your lifetime,"
"And I'm..." Lelouch had swallowed the feeling of guilt down "...Immortal...right?" the young immortal asked.
"Yes," the figure paused "But will you, Lelouch vi Britannia, take this path to life?"
"I-I.." Lelouch paused, but his final answer was that he. "...will,"
The figure smiled. "Farewell, Lelouch vi Britannia, may we meet paths again."
Lelouch's new life in the past had began, he had his old identity as, Lelouch Lamperouge, the noblest, wealthiest man in the little village, he lived off in a large estate at the corner of the village, his family were killed nine years ago, but he had his loyal servants, money, fame, and basically everything he wanted; he could have.
The time was centuries before, Britannia, around the time where, he would have thought to consider C.C would have been born. Lelouch was thankful that not a single villager knowing whom he truly was, if they did they would have certainly would attempt to end his immortal life multiple times.
And there he was now, sitting underneath a large shaded tree small beams of sunlight that streamed through the leaves, Lelouch frowned as he sighed and rolled on to his left and shielded his eyes from the harsh sunlight, as he pulled his hat closer to his face covering his cold eyes.
The villagers around him worked along and ignored his presence, as he told them to. If he had not, they would have bombarded him with annoying questions that bothered him to no end.
"Excuse me, Monsieur," a small voice murmured "But, may I sit here?"
"Go ahead," Lelouch answered.
A few minuets later, he stated to hear the low whispers and gossip of the villagers. Lelouch scowled, the gossip of the villagers absolutely disgusted him, but he held strong until he finally could not bear it anymore.
He stood up, the enraged look on his face was enough for the whole crowd to go silent, they knew the authority of his name and his title. "Leave..." he muttered.
As soon as he had uttered those words everyone was gone in a blink of an eye. Lelouch turned to the girl beside him. "Why? Why won't you say anything?" Lelouch yelled. He had instantly regretted it, the look of absolute terror crossed the girl's face.
"I'm sorry," he apologized. Looking downward.
When there was no response, he looked up at her, and in a blink of an eye he had recognized her. The girl's short green hair, her golden eyes. Lelouch nearly fell to his knees. He found her.
She doesn't question him as he asks her to follow him.
He takes her to the church, the place where he was certain the Nun had lived. They walked the short trail, and soon they had reached their destination.
Lelouch turned to face the girl, he stooped down and said "Wait here, I'll be back," and she nodded, no question was asked.
As they walk along over the brick bridge, around the hills, he kept his expression passive with no certain emotion.
"Ah, Monsieur Lamperouge," A pale eyed woman blinks "What brings you to the sanctuary?"
Lelouch walks in slowly, his eyes quickly surveying the room "Well, you could say I'm here to perhaps, how do I say this. Ah yes, strike a deal,"
"A deal with a Nun?" she scoffed, then quickly shut her mouth, realizing her error. After all, a Nun scoffing a Grand Duke like him would cause too many issues to deal with.
"Yes," he confirms. "A deal."
He walks closer to her, now standing at an arm's length. Bringing his arm up he pulls at his left sleeve reveling the white skin of his wrist and. "After all, we do have a lot more in common than you think."
The nun chocks on her own words, taken aback "Y-You?"
"Yes, indeed," Lelouch smirks "Such a shame, wouldn't you think so?" Lelouch pauses as if he was waiting for her answer, but continues on "I had heard stories of the mysterious supernatural powers of those who strike a deal with a witch, and as young adult I was keen on proving this to be wrong,"
Lelouch frowns, but continues further into his story. "I never could have guessed this to be true, I struck a deal with a witch, and like a fool I fell in love with her, I fell in love with the witch who grated me the power and then, I ended her life, such a sad story, wouldn't you say?"
She does not answer, turning her back on him. "As you said, you wanted a deal what was it?"
Lelouch smirks, flicks his hair and says "I want you to tell me. If I could give you a way out to escape to death would you accept?"
"What?" She quickly turns around, meeting his cold violet eyes. "An escape on death?"
Lelouch nods "An escape,"
She frowns "What's the catch?"
"Ah yes, the catch," A flicker of a smile flashes on his lips. "I met a young girl on the way here, her name is Cera, I want you to raise her up, I want you to turn her immortal, at the age of 18 years,"
She frowns deep in thought if she accepted she would be free of the immortal path, but if she did she'd pass on her eternal hell onto a mere child. Couldn't she be selfish? Just this once? After a long pause she finally answers "Very well then, I accept your contract,"
He smirks, "Deal." Lelouch then walks to the exit, exiting the door quietly.
When she had heard the soft sound of footsteps she quickly looked up, as Lelouch walked up to her with a gentle smile.
"Come over here," he gestured to the sanctuary, as he pulled her along with him in to the door. "Welcome to your new home,"
"Hello," The pale eyed Nun sweetly said as she introduced herself keeping a watchful eye upon Lelouch "Tell me child do you have a reason for living?" She whispered
"I just don't want to die!" The young girl exclaimed in a low voice
"Then let's make a deal, I shall give you the power to live on . In return would you grant me just one wish of mine someday?" Morgan told the young child.
She nodded.
The Nun then placed her hand on the child's forehead and then the seal was made.
A/N: UGH! Finally I rewrote the story! I'm sorry to keep you waiting forever for this, sorry about that. And thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you for sticking to the fic and thank you so much!
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