AN: Konnichiwa, I'd like to introduce you to my third fanfic and first crossover, Tokyo Ghoul: Lelouch of the Reincarnation. I will be retelling the story of Kaneki Ken with the twist of reincarnating the cast of Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion. Of course, by the time we get to Tokyo Ghoul Re:'s timeline, we'll be getting off of the canon train. I hope you enjoy!
AN(Edit): Note that I'll include a larger list of reincarnated characters than what Ken thinks of. If you'd like to, try and guess who has become who. Hint: Character resemblance is not the main indicator.
The demon reborn
As Kaneki Ken laid in the construction site of a back alley, he thought about how terrible the day had been. It'd started out well enough – until his date revealed herself to be a man-eating ghoul. Now he had a hole in his stomach, and his neck, both caused by Rize-san, and she was currently sauntering over to finish him off. And he was starting to lose consciousness. Great.
Suddenly, Ken felt a hand grab his own from behind the steel beam he was leaning on. The next thing he knew, he was in an illusionary space, though how he knew that was beyond him. Just like the reason for the familiarity of all of these pictures and images that were passing by him. He then heard an equally familiar female voice.
"Well, this is a surprise," she said, "to think I would see you again, my warlock." 'Warlock? What is she talking about?' "You don't seem to remember – yet. But you will. I propose a deal."
Only now did Kaneki realize that she was speaking in Britannian. Again, he didn't know how he suddenly knew that nor how he understood what she was saying.
"In exchange for your power, you will find those whom you wronged in your previous life and pay penance for your sins." 'Sins? Previous-' Suddenly, several images flashed through his mind, these being familiar almost to the point where he could say that they were – memories.
They were people, he realized.
A wavy brown-headed, green-eyed Japanese boy his age with a look of regret. Suzaku...
A slightly younger Britannian girl with bright, pink hair, violet eyes, and a warm smile – who was suddenly splattered with blood. Euphie...
A younger, small, frail-looking Britannian boy with pale-purple eyes and a small smile, his clouded eyes betraying his imminent death. Rolo...
A Britannian woman with a stern, yet somehow sad, and kind look, purple hair and eyes the same color as her sister. Cornelia...
A Britannian girl his age with bright, orange hair and yellow-green eyes, bleeding to death in his arms yet still smiling at him. Shirley...
A teal-blue-eyed Britannian-looking girl, who was also his age, with spiked, maroon-red hair, who looked at him in hurt, and betrayal, as though he had rejected her. Kallen...
And finally, a younger Britannian girl with sand-brown, wavy hair and lilac eyes, sitting over him, and crying for him, saying how much she loved her brother. Nunnaly...
"Accept this contract, and you accept it's conditions. You shall once again live amongst mortals, yet be unlike any other. The power of the king will seek to condemn you to a live of solitude. Are you prepared for this?"
Ken saw another person, this one clearly more familiar than the rest. It was a Britannian youth of his age: tall, lean, with long ebony hair and eyes of royal purple. His entire bearing, in fact, exuded authority the likes of which only a king, or an emperor, could command.
If these were people he'd wronged at some point, then he has to fix things. "Yes, I... accept your contract."
As Ken returned to reality, he heard a loud, metallic crash. Looking up, the last thing he heard was the woman from earlier saying something before oblivion took him.
As Ken swam in the depths of his own mind, he could hear voices, speaking of organs, a procedure, consent and responsibility. He wondered what was going on. Suddenly, it felt like someone was embracing him from behind, covering his eyes.
The blue waters he swam in became tinged with red. Then, however, another pair of hands cupped his cheeks, pulling him away from whoever owned the first pair. He felt a surging energy in his left eye, as the waters now included pitch black smog with purple linings.
Unconsciously, his left eye opened wide, the sclera was as ebony, his iris the scarlet of blood – and in that same iris, a dark, crimson sigil, like a bird in flight, flared sinisterly.
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2030 a.t.b.: The UFN Council has announced the existence of the 'demonic cannibal predators', a.k.a.[predator species] " ghouls". Known as 'the Demon's children' in slang, ghouls became a viable threat after the death of Lelouch vi Britannia at the hands of Zero. Knightmare frames are now being reformatted to combat this new threat, as these beings, though human in appearance, are at average 5-6 times tougher (most body areas prove immune to anti-infantry bullets and swords), stronger and faster than the average man. In addition, it's been discovered that they regenerate wounds, have far greater senses of sight, smell and hearing – and possess a diet exclusively of humans. The Rc-cell (Red child), is discovered, in proportionally larger amounts in ghouls than in humans (again, 1:5-1:6 ratio).
2035 a.t.b.: The UFN has discussed the creation of an anti-ghoul force. Researchers have discovered an additional organ to the anatomy of ghouls REDACTED{which is almost identical to that of a human}REDACTED: the 'shining sac' kakuhou. From this organ, ghouls can create an additional, predatory limb called 'kagune', of which there are four known types, the type of kagune is determined by the position of the kakuhou.
2040 a.t.b.: UFN Council declares each member-country autonomously responsible for their population of ghouls. Various former members of the EU establish anti-ghoul forces, which by UFN decree, are to keep in contact internationally. The first Kakuja, an evolved ghoul with kagune armor, has been sighted.
2060 a.t.b.: the CCG [Commission of Counter Ghoul] is founded in the United States of Japan, similar institutions are founded in former members of the Chinese Federation. The Sakuradite ore in Mt. Fuji has been exhausted. The ranking system for ghouls is established world-wide, ranging from D to S, currently. Shneizal el Britannia passes away.
2080 a.t.b.: Empress Nunnally vi Britannia, a.k.a. the 'White Empress', passes away. The last Knightmare frame has been scrapped. CCG researchers invent the Quinque metal, forged from deceased ghouls kagune. The 101st Emperor, son of Cornelia li Britannia, declares the founding of the AGB [American Ghoul-Busters]. Zero disappears. The ranking SS is added to the system. The UFN declares ghouls an international priority threat.
2100 a.t.b.: the One-Eyed Owl makes his appearance in Japan, and is the first ghoul worldwide to be assigned the threat ranking of SSS.
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Kaneki Ken woke up, breathing heavily. He'd just dreamed of being stabbed by the legendary Zero. Before that, he'd dreamt of a really messed up night with a ghoul woman and a contract of some sort. What that contract was, he could no longer remember.
Looking around, he found himself in a hospital room. From that, he safely assumed that the date, at least, was not a dream. 'So Rize-san... really was... a ghoul...' If he was in the hospital, he assumed, then he'd been rescued, and Rize was dead.
Ken frowned. 'Since when could I think that fast?' Sure, he was a student at a high-level university. And a graduate from Ashford High School with top grades. But this was unusual for him.
At that moment, a doctor stepped in. His name-plaque read 'A. Kanou'. "Oh," said doctor Kanou, looking at Ken with surprise, "are you already up? I'd expected the narcosis to work longer. {chuckle} Good thing you didn't wake up during surgery." He smiled at Ken, who would've been glad to see a friendly face – if something in the back of his mind weren't telling to not trust him by a foot. For some reason, the doctor's smile brought an image of a blond, pale-violet-eyed man, whose features screamed 'prince(!)', with a simil- no, the same smile.
"S-surgery?" "Oh right, you weren't awake for it." The doctor seated himself next to Ken's bed. "You see, your kidney was punctured, basically ruined. So I took the kidney of the girl who died next to you to save you."
"Girl?" "Why yes, there was a young woman of your age, buried under a mound of construction bars." 'Was that Rize? I guess even a ghoul can get crushed to death. Wait-' "You gave me her kidney?" Dr. Kanou acted (for some reason, Ken could tell) surprised. "Of course – between a definitely dying patient and a probably dying one, which would you choose to save?" "The probably... eh?"
Strange. Usually, Ken would want to find a way to save both. So where did that answer come from?
The doctor seemed pleasantly surprised at his response. "Indeed. So I used the dying patient to save the possibly living one."
Ken thought over his next words carefully. "... Can I expect any... side effects?" He was pretty certain that having a ghoul's organs in one's body wouldn't not induce any. "No, not that I think of." 'Liar.' Somehow, Ken has become a lie-detector. That thought was unsettling.
"When is the earliest that I can be released?" "So eager to break out, eh?" "N-No, it's just... my friend is waiting for me." "Nothing else?" Ken grabbed his chin left-handedly. "No, though I do have to keep my apartment in order." "Well then..."
During his stay at the hospital, Ken discovered the first side-effect – he can't taste food properly. In fact, everything tasted so horrible that he got the urge to hurl at every chew.
His friend, Hide, came to visit every day. But after the first visit, Ken pretended to sleep. He felt sorry for his friend, but he was scared of what he himself might have become.
After his release, before even going home, Ken made it half-way to the library before he remembered he had left his library card at his apartment. Upon coming in, he decided to give everything in his refrigerator and cupboards a taste-testing. Just about nothing worked – even his beloved hamburger steak had become inedible for him. That is, until he tried the coffee powder. He discovered to his relief that it was still as bitter as he remembered it. Though using it to gloss over the taste of other foods proved useless. He caught his toe on the sharp edge of a door-frame – but there was no pain. He hardly even noticed it, in fact, there was a dent in the spot where he tripped over.
Ken poured himself a cup of black coffee, and took his time to enjoy it. 'Reminds me of that one book I read... by Kafka... it was about a man that turned into this huge, hideous insect-like monster. And the only thing he could eat was rotten cheese.' He chuckled. 'Looks like coffee is my cheese.'
Still, the coffee proved unable to satisfy the growing hunger in his abdomen. So he set out for the library, as originally intended. On the way there, he passed by a shop. A certain article caught his eye, and before he knew it, Ken was the owner of a brand new chess-set.
After arriving at the library, Ken went to start his research – only to run into Hide. "Kaneki!" he exclaimed. "There you are! And you're even awake!" "Y-yeah, sorry about that," the scrawny young man replied, scratching his chin. "What are you doing here?" "Well... I was going to look up ghouls. They've been around for awhile – surly, there's something I can find on them."
"Well in that case, why don't you try this!" Hide held up a book titled Ogura Kube's New Book of Ghoul Dismantling. Ken had a doubtful look, but if he thought about it, CCG wouldn't want the public to have access to in-depth knowledge about ghouls – whether to protect the public or themselves, he wasn't sure.
Again, Ken paused because of the turn his thoughts had taken. He used to be indifferent about political policies, since they didn't concern him, personally – until he remembered that, if his fears were confirmed, then they would soon concern him very much. Still, why would hiding knowledge about ghouls protect the CCG? From what?
"Alright, thanks," he said before an idea popped into his head, "Hey Hide." "Hm?" "How about you help me pass the time while I read this?" "? How?" His friend put on a confused look so comical, it made Ken think of a blue-haired Britannian. '? Strange...' He pulled out his new chess-set.
The look on Hide's face was priceless. "Since when were you interested in that sort of thing?!" "Shh!" "{whispering} Sorry!" "{whispering} Honestly, I'm a little surprised myself. I just saw it and was like: 'I've got to have that!'" Hide just shook his head with a bemused expression. "Alright, fine. Which side are you?" "Black." "Of course. You never make the first move! In fact, wasn't Rize-san the one who asked you out?" Ken stayed silent.
"... Oh," his friend said sheepishly, "sorry, I forgot-" "It's okay. Let's play." "? I thought you were gonna read?" "I'll play while reading." "What are you, a multitasker?!"
Sure enough, reading the book ended Ken with 1 loss, 3 draws and 4 wins, in that order. Not only did he find that he had an unknown penchant for strategy, he was able to confirm the worst case scenario – thanks to having Rize-san's organs, he's become similar to a ghoul. He cannot eat normal food, his skin was way too tough, and he noticed that the people around him smell nice – in a way that creeps him out. 'They smell yummy...'
He parted ways with Hide after promising to show up at university, and began to roam around the city, trying to ignore the nice smells around him. 'If only I could get help from a ghoul-group or something... actually, would they even help me, knowing I was human.' Putting his hood up, Ken decided to play safe and just find a group and observe them secretly, if possible.
At that moment, he came upon Anteiku, the coffee shop that he, Hide and Rize-san frequently attended. 'Hm? If Rize-san came here with no fear of getting caught... actually, their service would perfectly cover human and ghoul customers alike!' Ken went around the building, hoping to find the backdoor.
Well, he found it – among other things.
There were two people in front of him. One was the cute waitress that Hide pointed out once, – Kirishima... Touka, wasn't it? – who was being harassed by a drunk, middle-aged man. Nothing serious, he just wouldn't shut up and leave her alone. Looking at the girl, Ken suddenly saw someone else in her place – a red-haired Britannian girl, whose straight(?) hair sat in a bob, with the expression of a sheltered, sickly noble. Her blue eyes, however, clearly showed her irritation for those who knew what to look for, just like the waitress' eyes – also blue, but with a violet tint – showed as the image faded from his mind. 'Okay, now that's weird.'
Ken decided to help the girl, if only to save the old man the trouble of getting slapped, or outright punched. Unfortunately, when he tapped the man's shoulder, it didn't quite go according to plan.
"Huh? Whaddya wannt?" The man turned his way.
"Um..." "Shpeak up already, ya damned, {hic} brat! Wait..." he peered at Ken's face.
"The hell'sh wis your eye? You look like a..." As the man's eyes widened in fear, Ken knew he screwed up, looking in the glass window of the shop to his right – his left eye had charcoal-black sclera, and a scarlet iris.
Turning back to the man, he realized that he had to do something, anything, before things got out of hand. Looking him in the eye, Ken blurted out: "{Be quiet, forget about this and go home, please!}" He felt his left eye heat up a little, for a moment, and then –
{"...Alright, alright... damn brat..."} Ken could only stare bewildered at what just happened, as the man went on his way. Feeling some one's eyes, he looked back to find the waitress gaping at him slightly.
Looks like he really caught her off guard there, because the first thing she said was: "What... the fuck just..." Once again, Ken saw the red-headed Britannian in her place, with several differences: Her hair was spiked up in the back, though two long strands framed her face, and her facial expression was that of a hot-headed and feisty rebel. Also, as Ken realized, her blue eyes had an Asian quality to them that he'd missed the first time.
"I-I don't know..." he stuttered, looking to the left. "Hm?" From the corner of his eye, he saw Touka come and take a closer look at his face, before her eyes widened in surprise. "Wha-! Aren't you the guy that Rize was gonna-" Upon the mention of Rize, Ken turned to look her in the eye – only to curse his own stupidity as Touka stared at his left eye, which – as far as Ken could tell – was still... active? That sounded about right...
"One kakugan... what..." by this point, Touka seemed outright speechless, if her jaw-slacked face was any indication. Ken took a moment to think out his words, then he looked her square in the eyes and asked: "M-may I... speak with the manager? I n-need some," he slightly made a face, "f-food."
AN(Edit): And that's my the first full chapter of TG: Lelouch of the Reincarnation. I haven't decided if I should reincarnate Ohgi and Viletta, I will set up a poll for that. This story was inspired by Demon's Anarchy of Pride's Requiem for a Demon. I hope you enjoyed this, see you later.
PS: Please review.