[X] Lelouch Vi Britannia
You internally sigh.
'I...don't really want to do this. Milly is a friend, Kaguya can't be helped, but the others...no, at this point secrets are pointless. At least secrets of this kind.'
You slowly raise your right hand up to chest level, before quickly putting it above your heart while bowing, your left arm spreading open your cape. "The eldest son of the late Empress Marianne and 17th in line to the imperial throne. Lelouch Vi Britannia, Eleventh Prince of the Holy Britannian Empire." You look up and smile. "At your service."
The reactions are mixed: Rakshata's mouth hangs open and her pipe tilts down; Akito just raises an eyebrow, as if just mildly interested; and Leila openly gapes, eyes widening as she stares at your features. Meanwhile Milly is surprised but also happy, probably at you being honest, and Kaguya's happy expression hasn't changed.
Akito turns to Rakshata. "Is he telling the truth?"
"He's telling the fucking truth." She says flatly before catching herself. She coughs before giving you a roguish smile. "Who would have thought I would one day meet royalty? Nice to meet you, Your Highness."
"Y-You!" Leila points at you. "You're the Exiled Prince!"
You snort. "Yes, I was called that too, wasn't I? How quaint."
"But! They said you-"
"Died?" You interrupt her in a monotone. "Executed by the Japanese government as retaliation mere days after the War's start, despite the rescue teams' best efforts to save me? Yes, yes they did."
Your lips curl into a feral smile. "Except the only thing even remotely resembling those fabled 'rescue teams' I saw was the lone jet that bombed the house I was staying at hours
before Britannia started the invasion. Luckily for me I was outside at the time. Even if navigating through a war-torn Japan for the following two weeks before being rescued by old friends of my mother was tough for my ten years old self."
"Wow. And here I thought I have family issues." Akito states bluntly, even if his words lack the sarcastic edge of before. The others' faces are full of horror, and Milly is looking at you with sadness.
"But...then..." Leila begins, but you raise a hand to interrupt her again.
"Make no mistake Miss Malcal. I was sent to Japan as a political hostage, just as a tool to catch Japan by surprise. And then, once my usefulness was over, they tried to make me into a martyr. Lelouch Vi Britannia is dead, and it's better he stays that way."
"Laying it a little thick Boss."
'I know, but it needed to be said.' But with that done you can try to raise the mood. "As such, nowadays I go by the name Lelouch Lamperouge, Miss Ashford's ever-so-helpful Student Council Vice-President ." You bow to her, to which she replies with a grin and a wave of her hand. Then you turn to the others. "I also go by the moniker Zero, a mysterious masked leader currently creating a revolutionary army in order to challenge Britannia."
"Aah!!" Kaguya lets out a cute yelp of excitement before running in front of you and looking up at your face in blatant adoration, fingers folded together. "But of course! It could have been no one else! Such an amazing victory, and your bold actions!"
You step back. She steps forward. You look at her in confusion before it clicks. "Are you talking about Shinjuku? How do you know about that?"
"The cell of brave Japanese warriors you guided so marvelously is in contact with the agents of an ally of mine, Lelouch-sama. They even provided him with a video of when you helped defeat Britannia's new model." She tilts her head cutely. "You didn't know?"
Your eyebrow twitches. "No, I didn't."
'Ohgi will have a lot of explaining to do when I come back.'
"I see you are getting along. That is good." a new voice says suddenly.
No, to just call it a mere voice would be doing it a disservice: humans have voices, demons have voices, and Lelouch is almost sure ghosts and gods have voices too.
This?
This was pure
power used for the not-really fitting but still necessary act of communication.
Your head turns to the source, causing every fight-or-flight instinct in your body to scream in alarm.
The handsome, green-skinned young nobleman has auburn hairs spread like a halo, and his green eyes are blazing with power and authority, like twin suns looking down at the earth from atop the sky. His smile could be said to be supremely confident or supremely arrogant, but in the deep recesses of your mind you know there isn't really any difference. His clothes are fitting for a king of old, of those times immemorial when humanity was young and the heavens infinite.
"BOW DOWN BOW DOWN BOW DOWN-"
Seyrun screams, but you have already kneeled down and bowed your head, your iron-clad force of will commanding your body to obey. The others did the same, though in Leila's case Akito had to gently but firmly push down the paralyzed girl. He has probably saved her life.
"It is good to meet you again, Lord Ligier." Rakshata and Akito say at the same time with a respectful tone, confirming exactly who you are dealing with.
"Akito. Rakshata." the Fetich of the Demon City acknowledge the two Infernals before looking at the others. "New faces have joined us today."
"Sumeragi Kaguya." Kaguya quickly replies to the unspoken question. "It is a great honor to be in your presence, Lord Ligier. I eagerly waited for such a chance, though I feared I was still unworthy to do so."
"Milly Ashford." The blonde replies. "It is a pleasure. Forgive me if my words may happen to lack proper reverence, for I was taught only to address mortal kings and those lessons are, obviously, wholly inadequate to address one such as you."
"Sumeragi Kaguya and Milly Ashford. I shall remember your names." The Green Sun of Malfeas says, apparently pleased. Then he turns to look at you, and his smile widens by a fraction. "And, of course, we have Lelouch Vi Britannia. The Ebon Dragon spoke much of you, such that even I grew curious. When Wise Oramus broke his long seclusion and joined the Reclamation just to claim you as his champion, that curiosity only grew."
"You honor me with your words Great Ligier." You say, forcing out and applying every notion of etiquette you have ever learned. "Especially since I believe myself unworthy of them. I am but an hatchling, having joined the ranks of the Peers only a few days ago. I have done nothing yet worth praising of."
"That is a correct assessment: you have done nothing yet. But you will." Ligier presses his palms together. "Results are important, are they not?"
"Indeed, Great Ligier." You answer, having understood the hidden message: 'there are expectations about you, and you better meet them.' "I will do my utmost to not betray the trust granted to me."
The Unquestionable nods before glancing at Leila, almost as if just noticing her. "Leila Malcal, was it? Right. You are here today as an ally of Slayer Akito, and will be treated as such. You don't possess voting rights...but of course helpful suggestions are always welcome."
The girl just nods, probably too overwhelmed to do anything else.
"Follow me." Ligier turns around begins to walk away, all six of you instantly following him. "It's time to begin."
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The heart of the amphitheater resembles those found on earth: a debate chamber with fifty wide platforms, each with at least three comfortable chairs of brass and red leather surrounding an arena of greenish sand. The sky is covered by a canopy lattice of brass filaments.
In the center of the sandy floor is a revolving rostrum large enough for a single person to stand behind an ornate podium. Once you are all seated on adjacent platforms, with only Akito and Leila sharing one, Ligier appears in a flash of green light on the podium. A light touch upon the controls and the rostrum rises in the air, manipulated by a mechanical arm, until it's slightly above the position of everyone. Another touch, and a holographic image of Earth appears in the empty space before the roof.
"It is my great pleasure to announce the first meeting of the ruling body of the Green Sun Princes, created for the purpose of debate, coordination of efforts, and deliberations: the Althing Infernal!" Ligier announces grandiosely, before his smile falls and is replaced by annoyance. "It was, of course, supposed to happen with all fifty Green Sun Princes present, but current circumstances made that impossible. This is one of the points that will be addressed today. In the meantime a member of each of the Five Castes is present, and this will have to do."
Eight marked points appear on the map: one, you note, is in Britannia while another is in Japan. "The Reclamation started seven years ago, when the barrier to seal the Underworld, powered by eight great magical foci erected by the Gods and the Sidereals, was finally breached, allowing Shadowlands to manifest again. It does still prevent most powerful undead beings like the Deathlords to cross into Creation, and that is good. The Ebon Dragon saw the opportunity and, aided by Oramus, conspired with the Lords of the Abyss to breach open the long-forgotten Jade Prison and retrieve the Solar Exaltations. Only 150 of them could be captured and 100 went to the servants of Oblivion, but 50 Exaltations still remained and were priceless."
He spreads his arm, indicating the five of you. "By mine and many other Unquestionable's efforts were the pieces of the traitorous Sol's power reforged in the semblance of the True Masters of Creation, so that they could spread their glory to a world that has since long forgotten its creators. Mightier than any of the Akuma of old, were the Green Sun Princes born. True Infernal Exalts, free to leave Malfeas as they please and operate in Creation.
The problems, however, started soon afterward. While the process of Infernal Exaltation proved to be without flaws, almost all the chosen Exalts proved themselves to either be completely without restraints," He frowns, and the ambient temperature raises to just short of uncomfortable. "so much so that they needed to be harshly 'dealt' with, or were just prone to die astonishing quickly, either by entering battles they couldn't win or mistaken for Solars and slain by kill-teams sent by the Sidereals."
"Kill-teams? Lord Ligier, could you please elaborate on that?" Kaguya requests.
"The Chosen of the Stars are aware of the breaking of the Jade Prison, but lacking the means to trap the Solar Exaltations again they seek to kill their hosts before they can become a threat." He explains. "For that purpose they, through their spies in the Dragonblooded community, deploy Wyld Hunts: teams of the most martially adept Dragons, trained in the most effective tactics against Celestial Exalts. Using their divinatory powers the Sidereals find the general locations of Exalts and direct those teams against them. This is how they have dealt with the Lunars since the Usurpation, even if the Chosen of Luna have became extremely good as escaping notice, and now they are used against the reborn Solars. Infernals are immune to their methods thanks to them existing outside the Loom of Fate, but the forming of the Chrysalis Grotesque is still something that can catch their attention, though I know with absolute certainty they are still unaware of a Green Sun Prince's true nature, thinking of them a new breed of Demonblooded. Fools." He smiles in pleased condescension.
"Of those first Chosen only two remain. Akito, who demonstrated great skills in mastering the powers of Mighty Isidoros and my Master Malfeas."
"Master Ferand is a harsh teacher." The bluenette shrugs. "He eagerly awaits the time I can, I quote, 'punch mountains and use them as projectiles like a proper Celestial Exalt should'."
'....Okay, is that a real thing that happened?'
"I learned to not by shocked by what Exalt can or cannot do Boss."
"And yet you thrive." Ligier says in in apparent praise before switching to Rakshata. "The second is Rakshata, first Chosen of Blessed Cytherea and who has since then incessantly worked to adapt Malfeas' technology to the modern world's conflicts."
"I aim to please." The Indian scientist replies with a satisfied smirk.
"These two have for a long time been the only two reliable Infernals on hand, even after shortening the required time in the Chrysalis Grotesque. Many in the Reclamation Conclave, the assembly of all the Third Circle Souls of those Yozis who joined the Reclamation, of which I am the Head,-" he says proudly. "-began to display doubts about the project. Until three new entries and their choosing a Champion each rekindled those hopes."
He gestures at Kaguya. "The first happened when Great Szoreny chose you, Sumeragi Kaguya."
"Yes, Lord Ligier." She bows in deference. "Using the blessings of both Great Szoreny and Great Cecelyne I have begun gathering followers, converting people to the True Religion, and organizing the existing cults into a formalized structure, to maximize efforts while making it impossible for future enemies to deliver truly crippling blows to them. I am also halfway to gaining leadership of the Six Houses of Kyoto, after which I will be able to fully dedicate their resources to the Reclamation."
"Is Kirihara Taizo still alive?" You ask, inwardly marveling at Kaguya's accomplishments: she may still be young, but she is already an excellent politician...and a worthy ally.
"He is." Kaguya frowns. "He was the one who provided the Shinjuku cell with information about the poison gas, without even informing the other Heads."
"Did he?" You muse. "Still, it granted me a real chance to accomplish my goals. So we can say it ended well."
"Extremely well if what I heard is true." Ligier continues by gesturing at Milly. "You know, there was an uproar when Hegra joined the Reclamation, and chose a Champion from the Caste of Adorjan at that. Many feared that any such Chosen would be a walking disaster."
"Eeeh, I am not quite on that level, I'm afraid." Milly muses, a finger on her lips. "I mean yes, I only Exalted two months ago and since then I only managed to...one moment." She quickly counts off her fingers. "Fourteen. Yes, it should be. I managed to involve fourteen Britannian nobles into huge scandals, ranging from infidelity to appearing on TV naked and drunk."
You don't fall from your chair. You definitely do not.
"Chaos in the enemy's chair of command is always useful." Thankfully Ligier chooses to not comment on that. Instead he turns to you. "And, finally, we have you, Lelouch. I must confess your appointment as a Green Sun Prince was...let's say irregular. While the task to chose a worthy mortal is left to the inbuilt mechanisms of the Exaltations, the Ebon Dragon has made known to the Conclave that there was one specific human who could not only resolve the issue of the missing Infernals, but also be an ideal leader capable of focusing all the Green Sun Princes into a force on equal footing with Britannia, Heaven and the Underworld."
"Ah. To hear such praise, I am honored." You quickly bow, partially in respect and partially to hide the emotions currently passing on your face. To know that the Primordial Titan that embody Darkness and Opposition has such faith in you and your abilities...is honestly unsettling.
"Now you see why I didn't dare speak his name before merging with you."
"That's why it was honestly amusing when the messengers of Wise Oramus came and, calling upon a debt Ebon Dragon owed to him, declared you as his Champion." Why he finds it amusing, you don't ask. "But also intriguing. The Dragon Beyond the World has never acted before, even as many of his souls worked fervently to end his ignoble imprisonment. To choose a Champion, many feel this event may be just what is needed to settle the Reclamation on a successful road. Even then, the plans of Oramus are much more trustworthy than the Ebon Dragon's."
"I owe my Master and all of Malfeas a debt I believe will require much to repay." You bow again. "Thanks to their blessings I was able, during the battle of Shinjuku, to steal many Knightmare Frames and give them to the almost routed rebels. Under my orders they turned the battle around and crushed Britannia's army. If not for the intervention of Britannia's new Knightmare it would have been a total victory, but even then I used the blessings of both Ebon Dragon and Oramus to convince Clovis La Britannia it was the Pureblood Faction's fault, leading to a witch hunt that will severely destabilize Area 11. Taking advantage of that, I am currently training the members of the Shinjuku cell to become the core of a future army capable of standing against Britannia."
"Wait a moment." Rakshata interrupts you. "Britannia has a new type of Knightmare?"
"Yes. And one which use Jade in its structures. I have reasons to believe the one who build it is a Dragonblooded."
"Jade?" Rakshata's mouth hangs open before she grins. "Lloyd. It could be no one else. What could it do?"
"Besides being more agile and faster than any five meters tall metal giant has any right to be? I saw it doing a flying kick!" You scoff. "It was white, more humanoid than a Sutherland, and even had energy shields."
"I knew it." She leans on her chair and puts the pipe in her mouth. "He had an head-start so I shouldn't be surprised, but to think Britannia already managed to produce a Seventh Generation Knightmare Frame..."
"Seventh Generation?!" Leila jumps to her feet. "Are you sure?"
"It certainly seems that way. I saw the footage myself, and that thing is way above currently existing frames. But Japan also has its own Seventh Frame: the Guren MK-II." Kaguya looks to Rakshata. "Which, if I am not wrong, was made by you?"
"Correct: it's my precious baby. Made combining the best of Earth and Malfeas' technology." She says proudly. "I needed to find a pilot who can't use Essence but is still capable of fully using it in order to gather data for the future mass-production models, so knowing the resistance was very active in Area Eleven I sent it there."
"Is that so? Then we have an ideal candidate." Kaguya smiles. "The pilot who managed to stand against the Seventh Generation using only a Sutherland."
"Her name is Kallen." You tell them. "And I can say proudly she is the best among my soldiers."
"Really? You make me want to come there and see her myself."
"Seventh Generation, huh?" Akito muses before turning to Leila. "Do you think the Alexanders stand a chance?"
"How should I know?" She replies before noticing everyone is staring at her. "Sorry, but this is secre-"
"Me and the Major are part of a secret special Knightmare unit called W-0, with the officers being EU military and the pilots being recruited among the refugee Japanese that escaped the war in exchange for giving full citizen status to their families." Akito suddenly says. At Leila's scandalized face he just puts a finger over her lips and continues. "The Alexander is a prototype Sixth Generation frame developed by a friend of the Major. They're hard to control, but provides great mobility even when other Knightmares would have troubles. Armor isn't that great though."
'Members recruited among formally non-recognized citizens and use of prototypes?' You frown.
'Why does it make me think the EU is going to use them for suicide missions?'
"Maybe they are?"
'Then they are no different from Britannia.'
"As refreshing as it is to finally see this chamber being used for its original function-" Ligier's words cause everyone to sit ramrod straight and give him their full attention. "There are still some things I must speak of, which happen to be the most important ones. Namely, what is expected from you Infernals."
He raises a hand, and the image of Earth turns into that of Ligier's sun-self. "The ultimate goal of the Reclamation is to open the gates of Hell! To sunder the accursed surrender oaths and to liberate our King and his siblings from their unjust imprisonment! For that I personally promise you the support, resources, and military might of Malfeas. It will obviously take a long time for you to reach the might necessary to realistically pursue such a great task, but time is something we all have plenty of.
A secondary but more immediate goal is to spread Malfeas' influence across the modern Creation. In this case Britannia is the greatest obstacle, because a world fully dominated by it would surely cripple our already meager efforts. Therefore, fighting against it by any means available is the current highest priority. Of course you must still follow the orders of your own Masters: in case they interfere with the above two goals you can discuss among yourself the best way to achieve both, or in the case of truly irreconcilable conflicts you can bring your concerns to the Conclave.
Another point of great importance is to keep an eye out for...unusual Exalts. 100 of the stolen Exaltations went to the Underworld, and I have no doubts those abominations will use them to create servants to do what they cannot: bring death to all of Creation." He frowns. "That is, of course, unacceptable. If you meet Exalts that use arts of clear Underworld origin they must be killed or taken prisoner, with them and any information you can gather sent to Malfeas. Temporary alliances are...acceptable, but you must be ready to turn on them at the first opportunity."
""Yes Lord Ligier."" You all bow.
"Finally, we can address the topic of the missing Infernals. During the most recent Conclave it was suggested that a more successful method to make sure future Exalts are loyal and last longer could be by having already accomplished Chosen train the new ones before sending them here. The proposal was found promising and approved. As the first full Coven, it will be your duty to instill others of your Caste with...
healthy survival instincts." He presses his hands together. "That also require retrieving them in case we can't spare agents. In return you will maintain a status of seniority until all seats are filled, which grants you the right to give orders to your junior Peers...provided they don't interfere with their respective Masters' orders and the other major goals of the Reclamation, of course."
Well then, this is interesting. This concession means you could virtually have the whole Althing follow your directives without the need to convince the others in a debate, at least for a limited time. Not to mention you can gain the trust of other Peers, allies more likely to support you.
To do that, you need to bring the other four to your side. Milly is already a solid ally, and Kaguya for some reason seems to hold you to in high regard despite not having met for seven years. Rakshata, you could give her Kallen as a pilot for this 'Guren' in exchange for her collaboration. Akito is a more complicated matter: maybe you could have Ligier order him to assist you, but you also want Leila: as Seyrun said, Dragonblooded minions are valuable. Since her unit is top-secret and made of Japanese, you and Kaguya may convince whoever is in charge of it to support your rebellion in exchange for weakening Britannia and other concessions like more Sakuradite.
But to do all that, you need to persuade the others that assisting your rebellion is the best thing to do, for the Althing and Malfeas in general. And the reasons need to be logical and appealing, because you can't be sure of a one hundred percent chance of success even with your powers. They're Exalted after all.
Also, you're 100% sure nothing you can do would affect Ligier. That is a truth you can't deny.
"You could, I don't know, offer Japan to the Yozi or something?" Seyrun offers.
You blink.
'Actually, you may be onto something.' Creating an empire is also Oramus' desire, so why not start with Japan? Converting and unifying the whole population under the worship of the Yozi as the world's saviors, basically making Japan a subordinate kingdom of Hell.
If that doesn't make Heaven shit their pants, you don't know what could.
You just need to sell the idea to those presents.
[] Plan Get The Gang Together
[] Write-in.
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Here you have it: Hell is lacking in competent Exalts, and the Big Bosses want you to kick your juniors' butts into shape. Sorry if I don't offer options, but honestly here you just need a very good stunt. Rolling successes is not important, but making sense is: you need to also convince Ligier after all.
For the other 45 GSPs, like I said they can be the subjects of small Arcs, or just OCs that operate in the background, showing up once or twice before going to do their own things. On that end, you can submit your own OCs: the rewards for doing it are obviously Xp and having them feature in the story. One thing to note is that GSP OCs generally provide more Xp than Omakes, the quantity depending on how well their sheet and story are made.