Code Geass FF chapter 160

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"It's time to speed things up a bit more." AA said to himself as he sat in the couch before having a sip of tea.

...

Some time in the passed.

"All of you are children of god, and you are now burdened with the task of giving gods judgement to the heretics.

Give it your all, for god will surely welcome you in his embrace when the time comes." Some old guy's speech in front of serious and sharp looking children with guns in their hands.

*Boom!

*Bratatata!

The sound of explosions and gunfires resounded none stop in the background as the old guy continued his speech about god.

Some children could not help it anymore and started whispering to the one's beside.

"Kamal, are we really going to the embrace of god when we die if we do this.

I-I think, I remember that this old man said before that we would be welcomed by god when we kill those evil parents we have from before?

So-so, we are already welcomed by god right?

Why do we have to continue fighting?" One kid with curly, semi long, black hair whispered to the one beside him who he called Kamal.

"Hmmm...

What do you think, Jamal?" Kamal asked back as he can't think of an answer at all.

All he knows is that, god tasked them to do this and they have to do this or they would be taken by some adults and not come back forever.

Those adults said that those other kids got gods punishment on them.

"I don't know. Even you don't know the answer and you are smarter than me.

We have already done this a few times already.

I just suddenly realized that I don't have anyone anymore.

I don't know, I feel like I miss those evil adults.

Am I evil now too?" Jamal asked with slight hesitation and fear.

"I don't think so. We have been together for some time now, the others together with us are new kids already.

I think we can be considered brothers now." Kamal Majirif said with a slight smile as he placed a hand to Jamal's shoulder.

Jamal is about to continue their conversation but was interrupted.

"Alright! It's time! Bring Judgement to the heretics!" The old guy shouted loudly which got everyone's attention as the kids were rallied in front of a wooden door.

Many of the children got nervous as some of them are doing this for the first time after undergoing some training.

And so...

All of them bursted out of the place and behind the wooden door while the adults got out of from another direction using another exit.

The old man escaped underground though.

*Boom!

*Bratatata!

The explosions and gundfire did not stop even once, only a few moments of lull can happen and that's when the two sides can't find each other but that rarely happens.

Now, the sounds are even louder than before when they are inside some kind of hidden base or bunker.

Jamal and Kamal teamed up as they fought the enemies together, having each other's back and saving each other's ass whenever.

They have done this together for many times now.

The two of them manage to survive the many ordeals given to them while everyone that came together with them had already 'gone to heaven'.

But this kind of thing can't last forever.

A single mistake is all it needs.

And that's what happened.

"Kamal!" Jamal shouted suddenly as he pounce onto Kamal to bring him down.

And he did so successfully.

It's just that, he was the one that was hit instead of Kamal.

Kamal got disoriented because of suddenly being taken down into the ground with his head hitting into the hard ground.

When he managed to get up, everything's done already.

The skirmish is over, with a dead Jamal by his side, who still had a smile on his face.

He just blanked out after seeing that.

One of the adults who are terrorist saw him and took him back to their hidden camp nearby, while he continued being dazed.

Some time after this...

Kamal had just become a teenager, for most countries, with the age of fourteen.

He still has that sharp look on his face.

Scratch that.

He only had that kind of look on his face for a long time now.

He managed to survive by grit and teeth.

And now, he is already getting posted to some places near civilian areas.

When he first saw those people being able to happily live their life peacefully when just outside the area is a war zone.

He can't help but hold some resentment, he did not act upon his negative feelings though.

He only thought about some questions.

He started asking himself on the why's in his life.

Then he observed some guys who is not part of their terrorist group but was hired instead.

He managed to know that they are mercenaries.

He thought that he did not want to do god's crusades anymore(terrorist).

So when an opportunity to disappear in the middle of a conflict presented itself, he took it.

He then joined up a mercenary group while using a clothe wraped to his head to cover his face so that the terrorist would not find him.

This mercenary group still operated in the middle east though, specifically, the war ridden parts.

He managed to earn more money while also joining other mercenary groups.

He also used another name this time.

Soran Ibrahim.

Some time passed again...

And now, he is already sixteen years old.

He is now a stable member of a mercenary group that is mainly based on Africa as it was more peaceful in there.

He had just gotten to join this group for a few months now and most of their mission are only on the surrounding countries, and that too, only the easy one's like body guard, security, smuggling and other such things.

But now, he started thinking about a question that's been bugging him for quite a while now.

He busied himself with missions, even partnering up with most of the people in the group, but it still comes to mind.

'What do I live for?' He thought, again, for the Nth time.

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