Chapter 1: The Day a... New Demon was born?
I have no idea how this happened... One day I was just your ordinary guy going about his business, then suddenly I'm the exiled prince from my favourite childhood anime... Did I just get transferred to another world or am I having a coma dream?
A Self Insert OC POV fanfic, OC's history was something I came up with a couple of my buddies. My first Fanfic to which I hope you enjoy. First chapter is pretty much an introduction of my OC Jason. His personality, mindset, attitude, brief history what not.
2nd Chapter is where the Canon story begins and starts to diverge. This is more of an experiment on fiction writing so I won't make this like most Code Geass fanfics where it's all drama and suspense. I would like to say it's mainly a comedy but me being honest here, I'm not that good of a comedian.
Not sure about pairings, though I am a fan of LuluxKallen or LuluxShirley. I might decide on one once I'm more deep into the story and comfortable on choosing. Might even make it a Harem cause personally, I think Lelouch needs more than one Maiden's love to heal his heart and open it.
Current rating is M for language and possible future scenarios. Will change it accordingly in the future. Spoilers in this fanfic. The OC has in-depth knowledge of Code Geass and information will be spoilt throughout the story.
I do not own Code Geass. Code Geass is owned by Sunrise, Goro Taniguchi, Ichirō Ōkouchi and Clamp. Please support the official release.
"Lelouch Vi Britannia orders you" Speaking
'Lelouch Vi Britannia orders you' Thinking
"HE MUSTN'T DIE!" Bang. I stand there motionlessly as I see a green haired lady leap in front of me and take a literal bullet in my stead.
"...what the fuck?" was I could say in response buuuuuuuuut I think I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning.
At least the beginning of my current predicament. First off, I'm not from here...
A few hours ago
"See ya tomorrow Jason!"
I wave back at my friend who has just entered the public bus. I turn around and start heading towards the nearest MTR Station.
'Spent quite a lot on Shisha today, I'll just ride the train back instead of taking a taxi'
After plugging in my earphones and pressing play on my android I go through the motions and mindlessly head back home. I go through my routine of choosing a playlist then start imagining classical fight scenes from my favourite animes or just imagine myself as a badass with abilities from said anime.
It's quite relaxing albeit I sometimes catch myself finding it embarrassing and 'Chunnibyou'-ish(1) in those rare moments of self awareness but it's my take on meditation and hey it works for me.
'Let's see, Overlord, Sengoku Basara, Kill La Kill, Witcher. Yea let's go with that one today...Wait a sec, that shouldn't be on this playlist. Oh, it's Colors. Man I love that song. Been a while since I watched anything related to Code Geass.'
After hitting the repeat icon my head starts to bob to the music. By the time the song goes on it's 3rd repeat I've reached my station. Heading out, I stop the music player on my phone then go onto YouTube so I can watch some Code Geass segments. After watching the 1st Opening of the 1st season then the best parts of Lelouch's bits (In my chronological viewing order: Him rejecting Emperor Douche's plans of Plantery Assimilation while stating the value of Nunnally's smile, Lelouch and Shitzaku teaming up for the 1st time and the revelation of the Zero Requiem) I finally reach my apartment. There's 'not much' to it, although knowing the area I'm extremely lucky to get an apartment this size and the rent being reasonable.
I have a spacious living room that's pretty much filled with consoles and game discs with a 15x10 inch Curve Plasma TV.
At the corner near the sofa is where I place my blurays and such. I got a nice kitchen where I can cook my meals. It wasn't like that in the beginning though. Had to get the whole thing refurnished so my mom would stop coming over daily to give me her home cooked meals and overreacting. God, I love the woman but damn can she be overbearing at times.
The Master bedroom where I sleep and maybe work if I got any left over assignments at the office and a second bedroom which I converted to a mancave where I keep all my figures, board games, cosplay outfits, basically any type of nerd paraphernalia goes in there. A bathroom with enough space to put in a large cabinet in but no bathtub, just one of those standing showers. I have a Batman floor carpet in there so the floor doesn't get wet. If you haven't noticed by now I'm quite the nerd/geek, I get confused on which category I fit in but the Japanese have a word for what I am. An Otaku.
I'm pretty content with how my life is, don't have a girlfriend cause I'm either too busy with work, not interested in dating, the girls I know I have absolutely no interest in or I may bat for the same team. Take your pick. My salary is quite generous and I'm perfectly happy with where I am at the company. I am reasonably fit and keep up with my exercises. I have a variety of skills that I have trained in since I was a kid. These days your kid can't succeed in school unless they can do a bunch of stuff. It's like a mad competition of survival of the fittest here. For me, that meant my mom forced me to learn to play the Piano, the Saxophone, the Guitar (My personal favourite) and weirdly enough the Guzheng (Her mother taught her and she wanted to pass it down like a tradition). She hired tutors to teach me mathematics as well as languages (Korean, Mandarin, Cantonese).
At first, like any kid, I hated my mom for forcing me to learn all that since all I wanted to do back then was play on my PlayStation. But as I grew older I found myself in situations where I am glad that I could use such skills. Some of which was to get the attention of a ...
Anyway, after that epiphany I started to proactively learn other skills that could be useful. Learning Japanese was a high priority after discovering anime in primary school. I taught myself by reading the subtitles whilst listening to what they were saying, jotting down notes and phrases. What I couldn't do myself, I went online and signed up for classes. Soon after I discovered cosplay and after researching about it, I have concluded that it can either be an extremely expensive hobby or an immensely time consuming one. Expensive, if you don't want to make your own costume and props and just buy it online. Time consuming, if you don't want to spend hundreds if not thousands of dollars of cash and just make it yourself. In that endeavor, I decided to practice my drawing/coloring skills (for outfit designing; simple clothes or Ethylene-Vinly Acetate otherwise known EVA Foam armor) and sewing/crafting (to assemble said clothes or armor). After a while I was known as the Jack, as in the jack of all trades in High School. Which I resent to since I'm actually proficient in some of these skills! ...Moving on
My bros and I hangout every Friday and we do a lot of stuff together;Play a RPG, board games, maybe do a raid in MonHun, go on whatever phone game app and cry out salt water at each others accounts. A whole bunch of activities. I have a quite a few female friends I hangout with but they just mostly come to me and either complain about the guys they're dating or just about the crap they deal with. The rare few whom I genuinely like, we meet up regularly and hangout at either their place or mine. Usually going over hypotheticals over anything and pigging out on Ice-Cream. There was one girl that I liked...actually let's not go there. It didn't end well.
After placing down my bag and getting my outfit ready for tomorrow, I turn on my TV and load the 1st Season of Code Geass. After watching just the segmented parts on YouTube I got the bug to watch Code Geass again. Whilst that was happening, I take a quick shower, dry up then dress up in my boxers and a Votom's hoodie. I move to the fridge to get the snacks and beverages I'll be devouring while watching the anime. After getting comfortable on my sofa, putting my phone on silent then placing it in my pocket, I press play.
...
'Ohh, forgot that C.C. was watching over Lulu even back then when he was a kid.'
LLL
'Ah the opening, no matter how many times I listen to it I never get bored.'
LLL
'"If the king does not lead, how can he expect his subordinates to follow" man that's such a cool line.'
LLL
'How the hell does Kallen not notice Lelouch? I mean even if it is dark, won't her peripheral vision pick something up?'
LLL
'God, Suzaku is such an idiot.'
LLL
'Damn Cornelia's still hot as hell.'
LLL
'Ah crap the landslide, wasn't Shirley's dad at Narita? Too much of a coincidence if you ask me.'
LLL
'AND VILE-ETTA GOES DOWN!... Now that I think about it, Shirley as a Yandere would be scary as fuck.'
LLL
'UGH! Mao, that piece of shit. Although... I wonder what it would be like if he joined Lelouch's side?'
LLL
'Right SAZ next ep, SKIPPING THROUGH THAT! I had enough heartache in my lifetime don't need no more mmhmmm.'
LLL
'HA I love ORANGE! I wonder if the writers made him secretly loyal to Lelouch so theKy had an excuse to bring him back.'
LLL
'annnnnnnd Season 1 done, what time is it? ... huh Only 1AM. I guess I have time for Season 2, meeting up with
Nicholas at the afternoon anyway'. As I continue on watching the 2nd Season I go back to the fridge and restock on my snacks whenever I run out. What, I felt like treating myself. By the time it reached the climax of the last episode my eyelids became increasingly heavier by the second and my mind started to drift off into my imagination. I start to see myself as a character in their universe joining the Black Knights, helping Lelouch on his journey, falling in love with a certain red head...
'hmmm that would be nice... no regrets if that became true.'
...
'Blacked out for a bi-... huh that's weird... Usually when I dream I don't realize it till I wake up but... this feels... 'real'. I mean there's a void surrounding me and I can't hear a thing but I can still think coherently. Must have tired myself out to the point where I can start talking in my drea- WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?'
A sudden hit draws me out of my slumber, a smell of stagnant water and iron infiltrates my nose. My body slowly awakening from what it feels like, a thousand year old coma. Loud discomforting noises scream from all directions, and I swear I can hear sounds of a loud pop going off in the distance like a machine gun. My eyes finally open to see myself in a warehouse surrounded by Caucasian people in weird outfits... pointing their rifles at me?! The one in the middle grinning at me like I'm prime steak about to be served!
'what... the hell?'
"Any last words boy? We'll make sure deliver them to your family and tell them you died like a Britannian.
Hell, It will go something like this. "We've reached the Terrorists hideout and successfully wiped them out.
Unfortunately the hostage had died from torture by the time we found him. Signs of struggle was evident on his body and judging by what happened to him he died fighting, I'm sorry for your loss". What do you think Mr. Student? Quite the sad tale, no?"
"w-what?"
Just as the grinning man was about to squeeze the trigger, I see a flash of green run right in front of me then saying
"HE MUSTN'T DIE!" Bang. That same green figure now flops to the floor beside me, a bullet wound right in the middle of, from what I now realize, her forehead where an all too familiar sigil was resting.
"Oh well, order was dead or alive anyways. I'll just say she was shot by those Eleven Monkey's" the other men next to him let out an assortment of snorts and quiet laughter.
"what the fuccccccccck"
"Too bad, she died in vain" as they again ready their rifles and set their sights on me, I feel a sudden jerk on my arm and my vision goes white.
'You don't want it to end here, do you?'
"...WHAT THE FLIPPIN FUC-"
Hi there, my name is Jason Jung Ehn Everett. I'm a 25 year old male born to an American Father and a Korean Mother whom I love very much.
I have an older sibling who I am quite close with. My hobbies include watching anime, reading manga, cosplaying and listening to music.
I'm a Mid Level Office worker with a decent salary. I don't have a girlfriend but I have friends who I can call family.
I am currently now somehow A CHARACTER FROM AN ANIME THAT I LOVED BACK IN HIGHSCHOOL AND PANICKING THE FUCK OUT!
(1) Chuunibyou, Literal translation: Middle School Syndrome. A period in a person's life where they truly believe about certain aspects of a Fictional Japanese Animation show. Depending on the severity of the case, they act like their life is an anime or just certain parts of it. Such examples may include having 'magical' props to use in everyday life, Angsty mood to get attention, that they're life is interesting as an anime. Some people usually come out of this phase as they get older though they look back in embarrassment. Others though mellow out and incorporate it in their hobbies.
Author's Note: Sorry for the constant deleting and Uploading. I'm still new to using this platform. I seem to be uploading the initial drafts instead of the final. Hopefully this will be the last of it. Again, apologies for this.