The Geass
The Preface
It is impossible to touch that which is something of a God. You are nothing of perfection, such as I am nothing short of a Black Hearted Devil. Nothing can be obtained without first signing the contract in your own blood. Red against white, these two sides on the giant chess board which mortals call life. Against all odds, I am the Black Pawn set in a battle against the Red and White Kings. Our souls have now met, now, shall we see who shall win in our little game of Chess?
The hot sun beat down upon the dirt road I was traveling, pulling along a cart of hay. I pulled my hat down over my eyes as another cart wheeled up next to me before looking back up to the road and snapping the reigns to tell the horses to keep going. A girl's voice spoke up from on top of the hay and I looked up slightly as I listened,
"I said that Geass was the power of the king to condemn you to a life of solitude." I looked back to the road as a warm smile grew on her face and she scoffed to herself, "I think that maybe that's not quite correct. Right? Lelouch?" I looked up at the sky as a grin spread across my face
"Yes, that's right."