I was astonished at the response this got. And I was astonished at how quickly I managed to get a second chapter done. So...here it is.

Before I go on, the guest reviewer whose reviews sparked off this idea responded, so I've got to respond to them. Regarding Shizu...yeah, I'm definitely not going to make any truly disturbing paraphilic jokes. There might be jokes along the lines of, well, things like EDI from Mass Effect or Sheila from Red vs Blue...and there's also the 'Melding' joke from Gregg Landsman's Evangelion/Mass Effect crossover The Long Night of the Harvest (basically, Asari equate synching with Evangelions to Melding...which is Asari mind-sex, to put it crudely...and considering that Shinji syncs with his mother in EVA Unit 01...yeah), but at best, it'll probably equate to Shizu warning Suzaku to be gentle with her...and eventually only wanting Suzaku 'inside her', leading to all sorts of humour. She'll have a normal holographic avatar eventually, perhaps even a gynoid proxy body. Remember, ships having female avatars is a pretty old concept. Ann McCaffrey did it with her Ships series, Doctor Who has done it with the TARDIS a few times...hmm, should we have Shizu getting jealous of Euphie?

Also, keep in mind that Albedo and Shalltear are canonically amenable to a harem from the very first book/Episode 2 (after a spat, anyway), and their later disputes are more about who'd be the head wife. Given Shalltear's canonical appearance, it'd be more likely that Momonga would make Albedo the head wife...if he was capable of actually coupling with her. Being an 8-foot tall skeleton man does, ironically, harm his chances of...'ahem'...boning her. That being said, for now, the harem is basically Lelouch/Kallen/CC/Milly/Shirley, or Momonga/Albedo/CC/Shalltear/Solution, depending on the perspective. I'll decide on further additions to the harem, as well as other pairings, later.

PLENIPOTENT PLAYER PRINCE

CHAPTER 2:

FRATRICIDE

Lelouch didn't have much time to consider what he had done, or what he was going to do, before a Sutherland burst into the warehouse he was in. "Oh, what's this, su?" cooed a voice from the external speakers. "A naughty schoolboy skiving off…wait a moment." The Knightmare seemed to scrutinise him, before it knelt on one knee. "Lord Momonga! I have found you!"

Lelouch stared at the Knightmare in shock. Eventually, he said, "How do you know that name?"

"Oh, that's right! I look very different, su!" The cockpit of the Knightmare Frame opened up, and a dark-skinned woman with silvery blue hair and an athletic frame hopped out. As she did so, she held out a hand, and a massive staff…no, an elaborate and very familiar crozier appeared.

And Lelouch realised that he knew who this was immediately. Not just because of the crozier, but something within him was telling him who this woman was, or rather, who she had been. Back in Yggdrasil. Specifically, an NPC, one of the Pleiades battle maids. Somehow, the impossibility of this seemed to take a backseat. After all, he had somehow been reincarnated in another world, why not an NPC?

"Lupusregina Beta…" he murmured. "You look…different." Which was an understatement. The skin tone wasn't dissimilar, though the battle maid skin was originally more like a tan, and her eyes were the same golden colour, despite the different shape. But her body was more slender, even as the athletic nature of her body was apparent, and her hair was no longer red and done up in twin pigtails.

"The same could be said for you, Lord Momonga," Lupusregina said, strutting over, and kneeling. "I mean, don't get me wrong, I love the awe-inspiring aura of power when you look like an overlord, but I've gotta say, you look kind of hot as a human, su. If you don't mind me saying such things, Lord Momonga."

"…No. You look beautiful yourself," Lelouch said, gesturing for her to stand up. "And call me Lelouch for now."

"Then call me Villetta Nu. That's the name I got as a human."

"Very well. Villetta, report. What have you been told to do in this ghetto?"

"That fool Clovis has ordered us to wipe out the humans within the ghetto," Lupusregina said with a shrug. "He claims those foolish rebels stole poison gas."

Lelouch looked over at the green-haired girl who had granted him not only that strange compulsion ability, one he was sure he didn't have before, but also returned his memories. "There was no poison gas, just that girl. Though why they want her…"

"Hmm, maybe Prince Clovis has a BDSM kink?" Lupusregina remarked, walking over to the girl and kneeling down next to her. The werewolf Pleiade frowned. "Hmm…this wound…it's healing, Lord Mo…I mean, Lelouch. It seems that this girl cannot die from a bullet. Still, what are your orders, Lelouch?"

Lelouch considered this. Both Lelouch and the man who was Satoru Suzuki were horrified at this massacre, and knew the best way to stop was to deal with Clovis. He could go and help the terrorists achieve victory through basically owning Clovis, the shitty strategist…

…Or, he could take a leaf out of the Iliad. Namely, the part with the Trojan Horse.

"Villetta," he said, using the human name of Lupusregina. "Do you know of any others who came here? The other NPCs?"

"Do you mean the Floor Guardians and my fellow Pleiades?" Lupusregina asked. "No, but…I think they are here. I think my superior, Margrave Jeremiah Gottwald, is actually Sebas Tian."

Lelouch frowned. Could he communicate using Message, then? He tried it. Hello? Can anyone hear me?

A few seconds later, he got a veritable cacophony of voices, all of which pretty much amounted to, Lord Momonga?! Is that you?!

He winced at the volume. Yes, it's me. Listen to me, all of you. For now, I am working to stop the conflict in Shinjuku. Any further communication will be limited until I have resolved this issue. Lupusregina Beta is with me. I will be stopping this massacre.

Lord Momonga, this is Sebas. If I may ask, who is Lupusregina Beta reincarnated as?

Villetta Nu. Are you Margrave Jeremiah Gottwald, as she suspected?

Indeed. And…I find myself troubled by being ordered to kill innocents, and at how readily I agreed before I regained my memories. I will submit to any punishment you deem fit to expurgate my dishonour, my lord, but I am currently fighting someone in a red Glasgow, though, and…

A girl's voice broke through. What? You are fighting me, Sebas?! You dare try to oppose the Captain of the Floor Guardians?!

Albedo?! Sebas' voice all but yelped in surprise. Lelouch felt he needed to intervene.

Settle down, you two. Sebas, Albedo, continue to battle to the best of your abilities for show, but if either of you happen to squash any Britannian soldiers during the fighting…I don't care. But keep the civilians out of it. I'm going with Lupusregina Beta to stop the fighting. How many of you are actually within the fighting zone?

I too am in the battle zone, Lord Momonga. It is I, Eclair Eklair Eklare.

Oh God, Lelouch thought. It's the damn ambitious penguin janitor.

Before he could reply, a lilting, unctuous voice spoke. Lord Momonga, it is I, Demiurge. I have Yuri Alpha with me, and you may know us better as Earl Lloyd Asplund, and his assistant Cecile Croomy. We have one Suzaku Kururugi, and while he is unconscious, I am sure he is Cocytus. We are currently in a trailer on the edges of the battlefield.

And I am also in the trailer, spoke a monotone voice of a girl, breaking through Lelouch's relief that Suzaku was still alive.

…Shizu Delta, are you the Lancelot? Demiurge's voice asked.

Yes.

Lelouch sighed. Stand by for now. Anyone capable of both disguises and using Gate magic to head to the ghetto?

I can, my lord. That sounded like Milly's voice. It's Shalltear, Lord Momonga. If I use my Valkyrie armour, I can disguise myself, and if I use my Pipette Lance, I can avoid the Blood Frenzy.

Good. Because I only want you to target the Britannian soldiers. Lelouch looked at the corpses present, and smirked. And I've got an idea. Everyone else, sit tight for now. Sebas, Albedo, keep putting on your show. With that, and the chorus of acknowledgements, Lelouch prepared to try out some more magic. "Create Undead: Death Knight," he intoned.

Lelouch grimaced when one of the corpses spasmed, dark liquid flowing out of its orifices and reshaping it. "Ugh, it didn't do this in Yggdrasil!"

"It's a gameplay mechanic transferred over into reality, boy. Did you expect it to work like that?"

Lelouch stifled the reaction he initially had, and turned to see the girl who gave him Geass sitting up, no bullet wound on her head. "How did…?"

"I saw everything, Lelouch vi Britannia…or would you prefer Satoru Suzuki, or Momonga?"

"Hmm, you're getting mighty familiar with Lord Momonga, su," Lupusregina said with a smirk.

"Villetta…" Lelouch then looked at the girl. "Call me Lelouch for now. I have enough problems to deal with without having to worry about an identity crisis. What name would you prefer?"

"CC," the girl said, pronouncing it 'cee-two', though he somehow knew it was spelled like 'cee-cee'.

"Well, CC, thank you for unlocking my power. And, it seems, the memories of my allies." Turning back to the Death Knight, which had fully taken form. "Death Knight. Attack all soldiers wearing that uniform. Allow no unarmed combatants to come to any harm, and don't attack any armed fighters not wearing that uniform. Should you be attacked by any variations of that Sutherland, disable them by attacking the leg joints. Go."

The Death Knight roared, and then charged out of the warehouse. Lupusregina frowned. "Isn't a Death Knight more of a defensive monster?"

"Maybe…but we have another task." He turned back to CC. "If you were in that so-called 'poison gas' capsule, then that means Clovis is willing to kill to keep you secret. I'm guessing human experimentation was involved. Maybe to find out why you're immortal? So, tell me, CC…how would you like to be there when I rape his mind and make him die a slow painful death?"

CC, after a moment, smirked. "It would be a pleasure."

"Lord Momonga, if you seem set on helping these humans, I can help. A train filled with Sutherlands is being sent into Shinjuku to resupply the military there," Lupusregina said, with her own smirk.

"Hmm. A good point…"

The plan was fiendishly simple. Lupusregina, under her human identity as Villetta, was going to contact Clovis. She was going to notify him to speak on a private comms with nobody else overhearing, and once she did so, she would tell him that a Britannian schoolboy had stumbled across CC. Said schoolboy had claimed a relation with the royal family, so Villetta was bringing him to Clovis to make sure.

Lelouch would then don the uniform of one of the Britannian soldiers as a disguise. He would use the Geass to remove the memory of those present of seeing him, Villetta or CC there, as well as erase any electronic recordings, not to mention anything Clovis let slip. Once there, they would force Clovis to order a ceasefire, and then Lelouch would interrogate Clovis about his mother's death, and what he wanted CC for.

And then, he intended a spectacular finale.

All of which led to him, Lupusregina and CC now standing in the mobile command centre, Lupusregina keeping CC restrained. The ride over had been…interesting, what with three people crammed into a Sutherland, though Lupusregina didn't seem to mind. In fact, she seemed to relish her lord groping her. He'd forgotten that Lupusregina was supposed to be a bit of a lascivious sort. Peroroncino, surprisingly, hadn't been the one to create her.

The NPCs were now people, he realised. It sounded insane, it probably was insane…but if this was a dream or a delirium, he didn't want to wake up. This world may be a crappy one, but it was better than the one he left. He had no living relatives, no friends aside from those he made in Yggdrasil, and he didn't really have any advancement prospects for his job. Here, he had Nunnally at least, and friends. And the world wasn't a polluted wreck.

But it didn't mean he still couldn't have some fun.

Which was why he savoured the look of shock on Clovis' face when Lelouch removed his helmet, and revealed his face. "Lelouch? You're alive?"

"Unfortunately. For you, anyway," Lelouch said coldly. He then activated his Geass. "Order a ceasefire at once. Then await my further instructions."

Clovis obeyed, and once the ceasefire was ordered, Lelouch approached his older brother. "Tell me, who murdered my mother?"

"Prince Schneizel and Princess Cornelia may know," Clovis replied in an eerie monotone.

"Were they the ones responsible, or do they just have information?" Lelouch demanded.

"I do not know if they are responsible. But Cornelia was responsible for the guard detail and thus its removal. And Schneizel was ordered to move the body somewhere."

"Hmm. Do you have any information on the project you used to experiment on CC?"

"No, the information was kept in a secret site. I do not know where, but General Bartley Aspirius will know."

Another thing to consider, Lelouch thought, before saying, "Do you regret the deaths you caused?"

"No, they were Elevens. I thought them responsible for your deaths. And even if they weren't, they are just Numbers."

"And what you did to CC?"

"She was a stepping stone to remaining on the throne forever."

Lelouch's face twisted in anger. "I release you." As the faint red glow vanished from Clovis' eyes, Lelouch glared at Clovis in contempt. "I've heard enough. Lupusregina Beta…can you beat him up so that he is paralysed, mute, and in a lot of pain?"

"Of course, Lord Momonga," the reincarnated werewolf maid purred.

As she advanced, Clovis shrieked, "Wait, wait! Lelouch, don't do this! I can take you back home! We can be happy!"

"Happy?" Lelouch said, gesturing Lupusregina to halt. "You murdered innocent people who hadn't so much as picked up a weapon against Britannia. You performed human experimentation, and on someone who wouldn't even have the mercy of death. My father discarded myself and Nunnally all because I dared to call him out on his refusal to bring my mother's murderers to justice. He invaded this country, knowing full well that we would be killed, either by the Japanese or the Britannians. My sister is a blind cripple, one who, by my father's reckoning, should be left by the wayside to die."

"We may not share the same mother, but we're still blood!" Clovis wailed. "You can't kill me!"

"You can't change the world without getting your hands dirty. Lupusregina…do it."

By the time Lupusregina was done, Clovis was little more than barely-conscious burger meat, lacking most of his teeth, an eye, much of his blood, and more than a few appendages. He was kept alive by Lupusregina's own healing skills, and then left to moan in pain, before they left the mobile HQ, and made for the Sutherland Viletta had used. Once inside, Lelouch remarked, "I wish we could play the 1812 Overture."

"Why?" CC asked. "Thinking of some fireworks, boy?"

"You could say that," Lelouch said, before he activated the spell he intended to use, azure magical circles surrounding him within the cockpit. In a lecturing tone, he remarked, "Super-Tier Magic in Yggdrasil was amongst the most powerful, but utilising it is tricky, as it forces the allies of the one who uses it to be unable to use spells for a short period. It also takes a long time to activate, and a long time before it can be used again, so its usefulness is limited. But…I am making a statement. To the Floor Guardians and other NPCs of Nazarick, it is a greeting. To Britannia, especially my father, it is a shot across the bow, a warning that their time has come. And to the Japanese, this will be the first light of hope. This spell should also erase any evidence we were there. Lupusregina, are you recording this?"

"Yes."

"Hmm. Well, the spell is ready. Let's light the spark. SUPER-TIER MAGIC: FALLEN DOWN!"

A pillar of light appeared, centred on the mobile HQ, only to rapidly grow, swallowing the mobile HQ and many of the troops surrounding it in a boiling blast of actinic light. It lasted for all of five seconds, but it felt like an eternity. And when the light faded away…what was left was devastation. There was a massive crater in the road, and what rubble from surrounding buildings that remained had either charred marks or even glassy sheens.

CC stared in shock. Lupusregina was squirming in ecstasy. And Lelouch looked on with grim satisfaction. Eventually, the green-haired immortal looked at Lelouch, and remarked, "A bit conspicuous, wasn't that?"

"True. But all good fireworks displays are. Did you enjoy that?"

CC considered her answer for a time, before a smirk touched her lips. "Yes. But you know that's not the end of it, boy?"

"No. It's only the beginning…"

CHAPTER 2 ANNOTATIONS:

So, Lelouch has met the first of his minions, and CC. Oh, and has given Clovis a fitting send-off.

If you're thinking that using Fallen Down is a bit OOC for Lelouch, keep in mind there's a few factors involved. This Lelouch has a lot of Satoru Suzuki, and as thoughtful as the latter is, he also hasn't become the mask of Momonga/Ainz yet. He hasn't had the lich-related emotion suppression, and he still retains more of his empathy, a heady combination. Clovis' massacre of the people angered him far more than it would have if he was the canon versions of Momonga or Lelouch. Satoru Suzuki actually has quite a lot of anger and resentment issues (his job, the perception that his friends abandoned the Tomb of Nazarick, etc), and combined with the fact that he still looks up to Touch Me's example means that he will punish those he thinks deserves it.

He chose Fallen Down for a variety of reasons. He wanted to test the limits of his power. He wanted Clovis' death to be a spectacular statement. And he wanted to erase the evidence that he and the others were there. Keep in mind, nuclear weapons are yet to be a thing, at least until Nina comes along with FLEIJA. Fallen Down may not be quite a nuke, but it has much the same effect in a confined area.

No numbered annotations this time.