“All hail emperor Lelouch! All hail Lelouch vi Britannia!” Crowds chant over and over again. Several stories separate me from the throng. They have been like this for hours, ‘All hail the almighty 99th emperor of Britannia’ or ‘Lelouch is all powerful’. It’s monotonous.
Lelouch Lamperouge killed the 98th emperor of Britannia, Charles of Britannia. Lelouch is now the new emperor of Britannia. Of course I know why everybody is the way they are. Lelouch used the geass on the crowd while he made his debut as the new emperor. It’s hypocrisy! The reason why I’m not hypnotized is because the geass doesn’t affect me. Mind tricks don’t work on me.
I toy around with my pendant as I wait for Lelouch to arrive. CC is taking her place as Zero. I turn around as I hear footsteps going up the stairs. Judging by the lack of noise, I assume that it is Lelouch. I am greeted by his raven hair and violet eyes. I notice him carrying the white emperor’s robe. The elegant garb contrasts his complex as the dark prince. The gold material glistens in the afternoon sunlight. Lelouch turns his head to address me.
“Having fun pretending that you’re someone special?” I ask. Everything about today perturbs me deeply. I fold my arms across my chest, waiting for an explanation. I immediately notice the furrow in his brow.
“You know I’ve been waiting for this for a long time,” He says, “He killed my mother, kidnapped Nunually and took away her sight.”
I refuse to budge, “That still doesn’t make it right. You didn’t have to make the citizens into your personal slaves. He is your father.” I respond coolly.
A frown appears on Lelouch’s face. His expression is one of regret and defeat. I can tell that my words sink into his conscious. I am the only one who can manipulate his emotions so freely. By the time I realize what I have done, it is too late. I watch helplessly as Lelouch continues to walk away. I regret ever opening my mouth in the first place. I really do bring pain to everyone who crosses my path.
