Chapter 96: Rebellion

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"Oh, you're no fun." The grey eyes of the imposter narrowed and Nunnally's form melted away in flecks of dark light, revealing the body of the one who had stolen the face of his sister for a reason beyond his comprehension. "I just wanted to get your attention, Lelouch vi Britannia." A girl much shorter than Nunnally spoke, a serious look on her face.

Her clothing was… odd. She had a strange hairband on top of her head, holding back her black hair from falling into her grey eyes, with a magenta ribbon tied around her throat.

She was wearing a dark jacket that appeared to be high quality, two purple pieces of cloth crossed her pale stomach, meeting behind her back, but that was all that covered her torso.

Her breasts were in full view, small as they were, and her nipples were covered by two crisscrossing pieces of black tape for some reason.

She was also wearing a pair of white cloth shorts that had magenta ribbons just above her knees and a pair of shoes also topped with a set of magenta bows.

He ignored her appearance, able to sense that this little girl was anything but. What may have appeared indecent was most likely just the eccentric choices of a creature that was so far beyond humanity she, or potentially it, was uncaring for human norms or traditional conventions in regards to clothing. "Well now, you have it.

" Lelouch felt the power of this thing in front of him, he knew his Power of the King would be useless. There was no end. It felt like he was staring into eternity when he tried to feel for her magical power. "Don't ever do that again." He ordered, waiting to see just what was about to happen.

The only hope he had of getting out of this without getting destroyed would be to find out what she was and what she wanted, but that didn't mean he would accept this thing in front of him using Nunnally's face.

He would die before he allowed his memories of Nunnally to be tainted.

"Very well." Her grey eyes closed for a moment as she waved dismissively before she opened them again, a twisted look of excitement entering her eyes. "I've waited far too long for this moment." She vanished and Lelouch grunted as he suddenly found himself on his back with the terrifying girl sitting on his thighs, her left hand on his stomach forcing him to remain on his back. She held up her right hand and carefully placed her palm over the scar on the center of his chest.

Three fingers brushed the tips of the three prongs of the scar, her thumb brushed the bottom point, and the circle with the symbol for Infinity in the center that was overlaying the symbol began to glow with a darkness beyond mortal comprehension.

"It's time for you to remember, my Demon Emperor." The world twisted and Lelouch, with the Dragon God sitting on his lap, vanished into the swirling vortex.

No one was aware of what had happened, and they would not know the consequences of the event that just occurred for some time, but one thing was certain.

Things would never be the same. Times were about to change, maybe not right away, but the future of this world had changed dramatically tonight.

Lelouch blinked as he found himself standing nude in a vast, white emptiness. "I know this place." He mumbled, his voice echoing around him.

He recognized this realm, he had been here before, with C.C. Suddenly, the whiteness melted away in streaks of rainbow light and he suddenly found himself staring at a body dressed in nothing floating in a realm that was incomprehensible to mortals. "Is that… me?" He asked softly, watching as his corpse floated lifelessly in the odd, colorful realm in front of that terrifying girl.

He narrowed his eyes. "Wait, I recognize this place." He had once had a dream about it, back when he had been suffering from a number of different dreams he couldn't clearly recall.

"Welcome to my memories." The voice of the one who dragged him here resonated from every direction. Though, for some reason, it didn't feel like even the concept of direction mattered in this realm.

A figure appeared beside him to observe the memory. The figure, both the one in the memory and the one beside him, appeared in the form of the terrifying girl whose power appeared endless, and both were as naked as he was in the present and past.

"Why do you look like that and why are we naked?" He asked the girl next to him, who stared up at him with a confused expression.

"I have chosen to take this form, which is why I appear like this in my mind. If I had a different form outside I would look different in here as well.

And as for the lack of clothing, why should I care about the decidedly human norm of modesty within my own mind?" The terrifying girl responded simply. Her voice was less all-encompassing as she limited her speech to her mental avatar.

That… actually made some sense. He'd had some experience being in other minds, someone's avatar always appeared as they saw themselves at that time.

A shapeshifter probably had the same logic behind it. And as for the clothing nonissue, well he had been naked in C.C.'s mind when he fled to try and rescue Nunnally during the first Black Rebellion.

'I wonder, does it have to do with self-acceptance?' He thought, wondering about why he occasionally had clothing on inside someone else's mind, but didn't at other times. Clothing, within the mind, was purely symbolic.

Perhaps not having any within one's own mind signified they accepted who and what they truly were, regardless of the masks they wore in life. Ignoring his musings on the nature of acceptance of the soul, Lelouch turned to observe what the dark-haired girl was revealing to him.

The girl in the vision was poking him in the cheek with her knees pulled up to her chest, as if she were seeing if he would awaken.

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