"Is this the end? I wonder what it feels like." The words rattled in Rolo's mind as he slumped in the chair of the cockpit. While he knew it was no use begging the eternities for a mulligan, the thought of what his life might have been like just wouldn't leave his head.
He imagined himself, standing next to the new emperor, side by side with the only man who he had ever considered a friend, and more importantly, a brother. He saw Lelouch looking out at the vast array of colorful flowers, thrilled that the war-ravaged country known as Area 11 was now a free Japan once again.
"Rolo, don't die on me!" Lelouch screamed as he fought to keep Rollo alive for just a few minutes more. While he had intended to simply use him as a means to take the throne for himself and depose Charles VI Brittania, Rolo had been someone that he had come to love as much as Nunally, and seeing him hurting like this was far too much for him to take. But for Rolo, he could only smile, and stepping into the void, he held the hand of the only person who cared about him, and smiled. "We're free brother, free at last." he whispered, and breathed his last.