Tue. Oct 21st, 2025

On a misty morning in the outskirts of Ashford Academy, Lelouch Lamperouge found himself wandering through the twisted paths of a dense forest. He had often been trapped in the machinations of war, but today felt different, almost serene. As he pushed through the branches, he stumbled upon a glimmer of light breaking through the trees. Curiosity piqued, he followed the light, leading him to a sanctuary bathed in ethereal illumination. ‘Where am I?’ he murmured to himself, feeling a strange pull towards the place.

As he stepped inside, a soft melodic voice greeted him, ‘Welcome, Lelouch.’ Startled, he turned to see a figure draped in wisps of shimmering fabric. ‘I am Kael, the Guardian of the Sanctuary. You’ve been chosen for a purpose.’ Lelouch crossed his arms skeptically. ‘Chosen? Do I look like someone who needs to be told what to do?’ Kael smiled enigmatically. ‘Not to be told, but to discover.

A flickering vision appeared: a dark realm where shadows coalesced, a force that sought to consume all hope. This foe, named Erebus, threatened not just his world, but many others. ‘You possess a unique power within you,’ Kael explained. ‘Your Geass holds the key to challenging Erebus.’ Lelouch’s mind raced. ‘But I made a vow to not play god. I cannot risk it again.’ Kael raised an eyebrow. ‘And yet here you stand, facing your past choices.

‘The choice to align with darkness or light resides with you.’ After a moment of silence, Lelouch gazed at his reflection in a nearby pond, his thoughts swirling like the water’s surface. ‘I’ve lost so much… But could the world truly benefit from my involvement?’

As he considered his options, a sudden tremor shook the sanctuary. Erebus had lingered nearby, aware of the powerful emanation from their meeting place. ‘You’re out of time, Lelouch!’ Kael urged, ushering him towards a luminous portal. ‘You must act now.’ With a nod, Lelouch squared his shoulders. ‘Then let’s put an end to chaos.’

He stepped through the portal, revealing a battlefield tangled in shadows. Warriors fought valiantly, but their struggles seemed futile against Erebus’s power. ‘You think you can defeat me, boy?’ the dark being mocked as it spun around, glimmering with sinister energy. ‘You are but a spark in the night.’ Lelouch clenched his fists. ‘Every spark can ignite a flame, Erebus!’

Forming a strategy swiftly, Lelouch activated his Geass, reaching into the depths of his past memories filled with tactical genius. ‘Fall back!’ he shouted to the warriors, who hesitated only briefly before obeying. The shadows engulfed the space, but Lelouch’s cold calculation cut through them. ‘Separate and conquer!’ His voice resonated with authority as he directed the soldiers strategically.

In a flurry of motions, Lelouch created openings that surprised Erebus. With every calculated command, the whispers of his past battles with Britannia inspired him even more. Kael had been right; every moment spent in doubt propelled him closer to this complicated truth: he was not just a rebellious prince; he was a fighter for that which was right.

With a final effort, he unleashed his Geass with a piercing gaze, freezing Erebus in mid-movement. ‘Your reign of terror ends here!’ A seismic pulse emanated as light and dark collided, a chain reaction of hope battling despair. As the space dimmed into silence, the sanctuary thrummed with vibrant energy.

Backing away, Leroy realized Erebus could be vanquished, but it required sacrifice—a part of his essence. He took a breath. ‘For them, I will rise!’ And in a blinding flash, Lelouch melded his own power with that of the sanctuary. With a crash, Erebus disintegrated into a cascade of shadows, a testament to defeat.

Standing amidst the vanishing darkness, Lelouch felt the warmth of unity wash over him. ‘Together, we can ensure a brighter future,’ he declared to the warriors around him, all nodding in reverence. ‘You’ve become more than you ever were,’ Kael’s voice echoed in his thoughts as he stepped back towards the portal that shimmered with the colors of dawn. But one thing remained clear; Lelouch had embraced the path of light, becoming the hero he was meant to be, not just for himself, but for the worlds yet to come.