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| “ | If the king does not lead, how can he expect his subordinates to follow?
— Lelouch vi Britannia
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Lelouch vi Britannia, also known by his alias Lelouch Lamperouge, is the main protagonist of the anime series Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion. An exiled prince living in hiding in occupied Japan, Lelouch takes on the persona of the mysterious Zero to revolt against the oppressive Holy Britannian Empire.
In the series, Lelouch is a former prince from the superpower Britannia who is given the power of the "Geass" by a witch known as C.C.. Using the Geass and his genius-level intellect, Lelouch becomes the leader of the resistance movement known as the Black Knights under his alter ego Zero to destroy the Holy Britannian Empire, an imperial monarchy that has been conquering various countries under control from his father.
Battle vs. Jesse Custer (by Jon memeing)[]
Jesse Custer felt the deep throbbing cavity in his chest that made breathing felt like drowning. He sat down on the bar, staring at the glass of whiskey in front of him. All around he’s surrounded by the noise of the patrons overindulging in their pleasure without a know or a care about the world beyond theirs. But Jesse knew. He knew. And danger was with him today.
Suddenly, one of the patrons grabbed a chair and attempted to slam it behind Jesse Custer. The preacher sensed what was happening and quickly dodged out of his seat. He then smashed the heel of his left foot at the chest of the patron, and sent out a jab and a cross that knocked down another who tried to smash a wine bottle at his face. Seeing the violence unfolded, the rest of the patrons and the barristas ran away, yelling and panicking. Jesse himself yelled at the top of his voice, “Where are you??!!!”
One of the cellphones of the knocked out patrons rang, and the preacher picked it up. He pressed the button to answer, hoping that behind the call was the invisible enemy he had sought after.
“Greetings, yank,” the voice greeted.
“You better hide good, for I am going to make you fuck yourself so hard, kid,” Jesse answered.
“You will never find me. And I’ll continue to torment you for the rest of your life.”
Before Jesse could say a few more, hopefully with the power inside of him, the caller hung up, making Jesse throw away the phone at the wall of the bar, shattering it into a million pieces. He then grabbed a bottle of whiskey, and gulped down the contents of it. He then grabbed another bottle to take home, before going outside to continue looking for this bastard.
The moment he went out, what he came across stopped him in his tracks. The heat of the afternoon seared his skin, smoke and dust from the busy city streets choked him, and in front of him was an army of brainwashed city folk, holding many weapons, all appearing full of rage and ferocity. Jesse looked around and saw no exit. He was alone facing a whole murderous mob, and he was screwed beyond saving.
“Come on then, fuckers!”
The mob swarmed Jesse, and the preacher faced them with a boxing stance and a determined look. Jesse knocked one enemy with a cross, followed by a roundhouse kick that knocked another. One of them swung a baseball bat at him, but Jesse weaved out of the strike, before disarming the man of his bat and knocking out several teeth with it. Jesse then began flailing the bat like a mad berserker, knocking out several more. A knife wounded him on the side, followed by punches to the face and the gut. This only enraged Jesse, forcing him to finally unleash his power.
“Go away!” Jesse yelled as his eyes became red and his face became pale as snow. Upon saying this, the people stopped, dropped their weapons, and began heading home. Jesse clutched his side and gritted his teeth. Finally, he was alone and everything had become at peace.
BANG!
Jesse felt the slug tore his abdomen and its heat burning his insides. He fell on the ground, in a defensive curl, breathing and yelling in pain. He then heard a step, followed by another and another. As he looked up, he saw his adversary, a young punk in a weird aristocratic outfit. The kid, known as Lelouch Lamperouge, smiled, as he brandished his smoking pistol.
“You thought you were so tough…” Lelouch bantered.
Jesse said nothing.
“You thought you can survive this with brute force. Well to tell you, ape. Brains win over brawns each and every time!”
“That’s not what your mother told me last night!”
Lelouch then knelt down and grabbed Jesse’s hair. He then began maniacally laughing, saying, “There’s only one mind controller in this world. Me! Only me! That is my birthright My power! For I am Lelouch…”
“Shut the fuck up!”
Lelouch then stopped. The Word of God compelling him to do so. But then the effects wore off, and Lelouch pumped another bullet on Jesse’s gut.
“You think your powers will affect me?” Lelouch said. “I’m not an idiot! I have geassed myself on the mirror and gave my brain the command to overwrite any brainwashing that will affect me!”
Lelouch then fired another shot, hitting the crippled Jesse on the shoulder. The preacher began to bleed profusely, and the kid genius deduced it wouldn’t be long for this ape to die.
“I would have wanted to study you, seriously,” Lelouch proclaimed. “When I first heard about you, I had the urge to seek you out. To know you. To hopefully gain your powers. But it doesn’t matter. I have defeated you. I have proven myself to be better than you or whatever thing that resides inside of you!”
“I don’t think you understand, boy,” Jesse said. “I. Said. SHUT… UP!”
Lelouch then stood still, his appearance trapped in a frozen state. Finally, no words came out of his mouth. He was finally silenced. Jesse, on the other hand, stood up. No gut shots or puny bullets could kill him. He’s survived worse than these. Way worse than these. But he was indeed enraged. Enraged by the audacity and pride of this kid. This little undisciplined brat who thought it was a good idea to mess with him.
“Stand up,” Jesse said, and Lelouch did as he was told.
“I want you to find yourself a dark and isolated place. Maybe an abandoned building or one of the sewers of this city…”
With devilry besetting Jesse, he ordered one final command, “After that, I want you to eat your own ass. Literally. And you don’t stop! You don’t stop until your last fucking breath...”
Lelouch, in a braindead state, his eyes also red, turned his back and went away. He picked up a knife that one of Jesse’s attackers dropped, and went down a manhole to do Jesse’s bidding.
Expert’s Opinion[]
Experts believe that Jesse Custer won the fight because of his superior mind control powers. While Lelouch was smarter and can manipulate anyone to his advantage, his geass fell short from the sheer power of the Word of God.
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Battle vs. V (by MrPacheco101)[]
No battle was written.
Expert's Opinion[]
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