"Lelouch vi Britannia," she said, her golden eyes piercing his soul. "Do you wish for power? Then accept this contract."
Part One: The Day the Witch Returned Lelouch vi Britannia, the exiled Prince of the Holy Britannian Empire, was tired of pretending. For seven years, he had played the docile Ashford Academy student, acing exams and feigning ignorance as the Empire he despised crushed Japan under its boot—renaming it Area 11, its people "Elevens."
Lelouch had Suzaku dead to rights. His Geass was ready.
That hesitation cost him everything.
Euphemia's eyes turned hollow. "By order of Princess Euphemia li Britannia," she announced to the horrified crowd, "I command the immediate extermination of all Elevens in the Zone."
The rebellion had a name. Zero wasn't a hero. He was a chess grandmaster, and the world was his board.
"Lelouch…?"
His only solace was his crippled, blind sister, Nunnally. Her dream of a gentle world was the only light in his cynical heart.
The moment the bullet tore toward them, time stopped.
For one terrible moment, Lelouch saw a way out. If he accepted Euphie's offer, Nunnally could live in peace. He almost took off the mask. Code Geass R1
Nunnally, watching the broadcast, whispered, "Brother… what have you become?" The final battle of R1 was a three-way war: the Black Knights, the Britannian military, and the maddened remnants of the Geass Order.
Suzaku stared at the pale, bleeding face of his best friend.