A/N: This is my very first fan fiction I've written. Flames and everything else is welcomed.
Disclaimer: I don't own Euphie or Code Geass sadly.
Maybe it's the felicity she feels when the crisp spring current washes over her fairly light skin. Maybe it's the amusement she receives from the simplicity of the Sakura petals that dance so easily¾to easily¾in the wind before finding its respectful place on the ground. Or maybe, just maybe, it's the temerarious Euphoria she feels when she's free.
Euphoria is what they related Euphemia to when she was born (how right they were). When you look at Euphemia, all you see is Euphoria. It's the smile she flashes you that makes you feel bliss, it's the way her violet orbs twinkle with mischief that send you into a state of ecstasy. No, oh no. However, it's not her eyes or the smile; it's the essence. It's the pure, heart-breaking essence that makes the world feel the overwhelming happiness that spreads through the world like a disease; its mission to infect the whole human race with an incurable infection.
Can you see it the way she sees it?
She could break apart your mask of uncertainty with ease. She could fall into your life just like the way she fells from building-tops; hard and surprising. She found a way to fight with her heart instead of with her fists. She could make you fall in love with the sound of her voice. It's all because the air that surrounds her is air of Euphoria.
Can you believe it the way she believes it?
Euphoria was somehow mixed into Euphemia. It's the only explainable explanation there was to describe it. The way her words brought hope and happiness into Area 11. The way her words seemed so true, that for an instance, maybe every one could live together peacefully; Britannians and Japanese.
She fought with words, not guns. She believed that would bring peace. She spoke the truth, not a bunch of lies. She believed that would fulfill their hopes. She went out of her way¾sacrificing herself¾because she believed that it would bring happiness.
Can you feel it the way she feels it?
She felt with her heart, not her hands. She touched with her heart, not with her fingertips. She felt the pain of everyone¾Britannian or Japanese, rich or poor¾because she felt, because she was human. She felt the happiness; she would never feel the darkness that engulfed the people.
Maybe you can't believe it, feel it, or see it. Maybe it was only her who had such potent power. The only who could do such things with out feeling regret. Maybe, just maybe.
Euphemia was the solid, living, human form of Euphoria. Despite what you say, despite what you feel, somewhere, somewhere deep down, hidden in the barricaded walls that surround your heart, do you wish that you could be this living, human form of Euphoria.
However, only a demon could douse blood on the ground, staining it without remorse. Only a demon could kill Euphoria because he has none.
Euphemia mixed with a little Euphoria…
Bang! He had pulled the trigger, the bullet flying out to end the reign of Euphoria, piercing the heart of Euphemia; killing the only living life form of force; Euphoria.
.:OWARI:.
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