Chapter 2
Lelouch Vi Britannia (Code Geass)
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"I see now." The Demon Emperor mutters as he sees his own master talk about his plans for the world. In order for peace to be achieved and for the happiness of all, he was willing to merge all souls into one, killing off anything for the future.
He was wearing white regal robes mixed in with the color gold. He is holding a sword with that held an emerald in its center. It's sheathe a mix of white and gold. He also has a hat that that towers above his head. He looks almost similar to a pope of the Christian faith.
He muses over the plan given by his own Master. How similar this plan was to his own father's. He could not help but laugh.
Shirou Kotomine stared at him before asking him, "Do we have a deal?"
Lelouch would have never shaken his hand. After all, he fought resisting this type of plan when he murdered his father, condemning him to the sin of patricide. Shaking this hand would mean the undoing of everything he fought for when he enacted Zero Requiem.
But this figure was not Lelouch Lamperouge, not Zero, nor was he just "Lelouch vi Britannia." No, this was not how he was summoned as.
This is the Demon Emperor, who enslaved the world to only die by the hands of Zero. This was not the man who destroyed the world to create it anew, but the man guilty of enslaving all and bearing all the hatred. This was how the public viewed him, how history viewed him. The very image of a heartless and ruthless demon.
He took the hand of his master and shook it. It is after all, something a demon would do.
The irony of it all. A priest making a deal with the devil.
"Then I may as well introduce myself properly. I am Lelouch Vi Britannia! The Demon Emperor of a world that bent their knees to my command! I have defeated armies and continents by my command alone!"
His pupils suddenly began to form a shape of a bird.
"My class is supposed to be Ruler, but I have manifested as an Avenger. Now, who shall you have me subjugate to your command?"
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"What do you mean you're not Siegfried?!"
"Did you honestly think that Siegfried would be wearing a mask like mine?" The figure asks Gordes calmly.
"Shit! Fuck! The only good thing that came out of this was the fact that I summoned the right class, but fuck!" Gordes throws out his wine glass into the wall.
"Please, remain calm. I do not think it would be wise to throw a tantrum like this." The figure responded calmly.
Gordes looks at the masked figure. "Then who the hell are you?!"
"I am Zero. The avatar and embodiment of Justice itself. That is my true name. The man behind my mask could be anybody. Thus, I am Zero!" He states proudly as he flashes his cape. "I am the man who makes the impossible possible, the Man who makes Miracles!"
He wore a mask with a circle in its center and a steel-colored bird shaped symbol lies beneath it. He wears nothing but purple and black, and his cape is black on the outside but red on the inside. The image of a vigilante or a dark knight appears to one's head instantly should they lay their eyes upon him. Perhaps that is the point.
Gordes sweat drops and curses his luck. He looks at Zero once more and decides his plan of action. "Well, how about you take off that mask and- "
"That cannot do."
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What?
"I ask that you do not touch my mask nor reveal my face. Right now, it's difficult to see who I really am."
What on earth…?
Not only did his voice change, but his posture, his stance, his attitude. The flare for the dramatic has disappeared and been replaced with stoic seriousness. A sword suddenly appeared by his side with the color gold mixed in with an emerald.
"Wha… Fine. Damnit. Just prove yourself useful on the battlefield." With that Gordes walks out of the room, leaving Zero all to himself.
Zero stands there for a couple of moments before walking over to a mirror.
"I am… Zero."
He shakes his head.
"I am… Zero!"
He shakes his head.
"I am… Suzaku Kururugi."
No. Not even that is correct.
"I am… Lelouch Vi Britannia."
Even that is false.
He places his hand to his mask and glares as two eye holes suddenly open up. Revealing one eye that is purple like an amethyst, with a red bird-like sigil on it. The other is as green as emerald, with the color red circling over his own pupils. Both of them glare in the mirror.
Utter hatred for himself.
He punches the mirror, shattering it as the pieces fall to the ground like snow before turning around. "I am… Zero." He walks away.
The curse that has engrained itself into the identity of Zero. The man who could become anything.
Truly a horrible existence.
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AN
The Demon Emperor who is the Avenger class Servant and the Man who makes Miracles who is the Saber Class Servant.
Really short chapter this time around. But this has been collecting dust and I don't know how to continue down this path. Decided to post it. Don't take this fanfiction too seriously, this is just me posting shit that enters my head.
Anyways, thanks for reading. If you didn't like it, then thank you for your time.