CODE GEASS

LELOUCH OF THE REVIVAL

By: Cae Lumis and CJ Manson

Based on the franchise "Code Geass", and in particular, "Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion", Along with other miscellaneous entries from the Code Geass Franchise.

Partially inspired by the following fan fictions:

"Lelouch of the Rebellion R-eset" by Demons Anarchy of Pride, and, "God's Reward" Part's I and II by Cimer Chef Putin. If you enjoy my fan-fiction, I highly recommend these stories! They'll serve as a good compliment and comparison to my story. In addition, to the writers of the previously named Fan Fictions: thank you for inspiring me to write this fan fiction and if you ever read it, I hope you'll enjoy it!

I am not affiliated in any way with Bandai or Sunrise, and I therefore do not own Code Geass.

Prologue:

Turn 25.005: The Sleeping King

April 3rd, 2018 C.E.

Midnight, Tokyo Central Time

Tokyo, The Crown Territory of Japan

The Temporary Estate of His Highness, the Emperor

Three Months ago… the world was a different place. Charles zi Britannia of the Royal Family and 98th Emperor of the Realm once ruled Britannia with an iron fist, his dogmatic views on nature and the fight for dominance codified as law and social norm in the empire, only to be slain by the son he exiled. He was slain for reasons the public could scarcely begin to imagine, but when his death was announced, there was at first shock… to the point of hysteria. However, in the first weeks of his reign, the usurper quickly rose to becoming the most popular emperor ever to reign. It was no surprise, given Lelouch vi Britannia of the Royal Family and 99th Emperor of the Realm, that in addition to his sweeping reforms in the politics of Britannia that he would attempt to join the assembly of nations known as the United Federation of Nations. However… that fateful day… January 4th, 2018, marked the death of the Wise Emperor Lelouch… and gave birth to the Demon Emperor Lelouch who took his place.

Soon after, war erupted between Emperor Lelouch and his remaining living siblings, who held the keys to weapons that could end the world 100 times over. By declaring his desire to become master of the world, Lelouch had made himself an enemy of the world. With the Sword of Damocles and the Field Limitary Effective Implosion Armament (F.L.E.I.J.A.) poised to destroy everything Lelouch worked for, the world believed that Princess Nunnally, Prince Schneizel, and Princess Cornelia… who allied themselves with the UFN and the Black Knights, would be able to vanquish Emperor Lelouch and set the world right. However… through slight of hand and deception, Lelouch managed to gain control over both weapons of mass destruction, effectively placing himself as Emperor of the World.

It had been two months since that day, 2 months since he took his own sister and former allies captive. He had turned what was originally a peaceful and for the most part benevolent reign into a dictatorship. For every crime Charles zi Britannia was guilty of committing in his reign, Lelouch would commit a crime twice as cruel and horrific. Although he allowed the abolition of the Noble System and the Area/ Numbers system to continue in his reign, subjects all over the world regardless of their race, religion, or creed were equally subjugated and in all intents and purposes enslaved to Lelouch's every whim. To many, it was as though Lelouch was hell bent on creating a black parody of his father's reign, exaggerating and amplifying everything that made Charles zi Britannia's reign despotic to begin with.

This was exactly what Lelouch vi Britannia, the man who once bore the alias "Zero" and created the Knights of Justice known as "The Black Knights", wanted the world to believe. In the public, Lelouch was cold… numb to the stares of hatred directed at him… detached to the cries of despair and anguish he caused in his friends… unfeeling to the cries of his own sister as he personally shackled her to the float by her crippled legs and left her in nothing but a red shift for comfort for the night… his last words to her for the evening were that of her impending death in the morning by public execution. Even with her gaze of hatred at him, he didn't flinch… nor was he unmoved by it as he left her to retire for the evening.

In private… Lelouch had to do everything in his power to control himself. Long ago he tossed aside morality and scruples to achieve his ends… but to extend his dark façade to his own sister… was more then Lelouch could possibly bear. C.C. had left him to his own devices, though he suspected she was holding herself up at the estate's chapel… where he would often find her these days. Only now did he wonder to whom was she praying to. Maybe she was praying to the many of Kami of Japan, or perhaps to The God of Abraham? Buddha? Shiva? Some unknown deity he was unaware of? Also, why was she praying, for his salvation? Lelouch shook his head,

'With all the blood caked onto these hands… no God would accept me into paradise… no… Hell… or what ever punishment lies in wait for tyrants like me… for murderers and traitors like me… is all I can expect to find at the end of my life'.

Tears trickled down his face as he sat down on a velvet-covered chair facing a massive window, which overlooked the slowly rebuilding city of Tokyo. Below, was a massive pavement leading out into the city, built just for the occasion coming up in the morning. As a tear landed on his knew, Lelouch remarked to himself,

"This… this is the first time I cried… since I confronted my parents… about Nunnally's smile… isn't it? Shirley… Euphemia… if you two are watching… even Rolo… know that your deaths will be avenged tomorrow… Nunnally… forgive me for everything you're about to witness."

Leaning back into his seat, Lelouch suddenly laughed sadly to himself as he then added silently,

"How ironic… Suzaku and I have changed roles in the end… I gave Suzaku something to live for… and here I am seeking my own death to atone for my past sins… how fitting after I cursed him with Geass to always find a way to survive. He can't willingly die… but I can… truly I am a monster…"

He placed a hand on the windowpane, now gazing through it as if it were a mirror… looking back at his past. He saw everyone… those he cared for and the friends he either betrayed or through his own error allowed to die… staring back at him. He knew he couldn't stop the Zero Requiem, the moment Nunnally revealed herself to be alive after Tokyo was evaporated through F.L.E.I.J.A., Lelouch understood at once that there was no turning back. That didn't stop him from wishing it… he wished he could run down the hall, take the hidden elevator down to the float… undo Nunnally's chains… give Kallen his personal pistol… and allow either of them to end his life right then and there… or even perhaps the fleeting chance that explaining the requiem would allow them to forgive him. Once again, Lelouch shook his head.

'Only fools dream that idealistically… only through my destruction… will the world change… forgiveness… how can anyone forgive me? I don't even expect Nunnally to forgive me… let alone cry over my death. That doesn't matter… the world I'll leave behind is a testament to my love… my devotion to her… everything I am… everything I did… was for her sake… even if that love goes unrequited, the fact I can part with this last expression of my love for her… is enough to make me content…'

Lelouch then got up, and walked over to a nearby table. Surrounding it were shelves and drawers containing literature, books on politics, albums of all sorts, and on the corner… a photograph of the two of them taken during his stay at Ashford Academy. He held onto this last link… this last binding chain with his humanity… as a keepsake… as a motivator to finish the Zero Requiem. Picking it up, Lelouch held back tears that threatened to show themselves after months of numbing himself. Sitting it back down, he took up a pen and parchment and began writing. For almost an hour he wrote, allowing every sentiment he felt down onto it, and when he was finished… he sealed the parchment with wax and marking it with his signet ring. Attaching a smaller note, he addressed it to the only person he hoped would one day read it and left it on his table.

Looking out the window and seeing the moon shining brightly, Lelouch mused to himself, 'Somehow… I feel better… I wonder why I never considered leaving a note behind sooner. I know I'll never be able to confess the truth to Nunnally in person, but perhaps… perhaps this is my only chance of redeeming myself to her. I think I can face tomorrow with a smile now… knowing everything will end. Funny… thinking about it now… I've hardly slept since the Rebellion a year ago… and I haven't had any sleep at all this week. I think it's catching up with me now… perhaps… I deserve… one night of honest sleep… before I sleep forever more.'

With that, Lelouch got up from his seat and retired to his bed, shutting out the lights with a single clap of his hands. Removing his contacts and closing his eyes, Lelouch quickly drifted to sleep… accepting the fate that awaited him in the morning.