Lelouch the Demon Emperor smiled faintly as a gold lance pierced him through the chest. Oddly enough, it didn't really hurt at all. He could feel the blood seeping through his clothes, and Nunnally's hand as she desperately grabbed his. Poor Nunnally…but it was a better world now, now that he was dead. His vision began to darken and Lelouch whispered "I love you" to his dear sister in his mind. Finally, the 99th Emperor of Britannia slowly closed amethyst eyes and died.
When he opened his eyes again, it was very dark. It was so dark, in fact, that Lelouch had to feel his eyes to make sure that they actually were open. Was this hell? Lelouch felt around with his hands to find that he was enclosed in a rather small space, just a bit longer than his height. No…no way…could this be…? No! I'm supposed to be dead! There's no way this is a coffin! His breathing quickened and he trembled in a mixture of shock and horror. He was stuck in a coffin…doomed to die an infinite number of deaths from oxygen deprivation.
The End.