Clovis Code Geass Novels & Stories

"Yes, we have successfully captured the alchemist's ten heart pieces and destroyed them, and I was able to store the energy. All of this is due to Claudius.” "So what? Did Claudius pass away or live?” I yelled without even considering that my vision was already hazy to the point that they had to leave me alone. In the interim, I cling to Auster's garment and beg him to accept that everything I know is a lie. Only then will I be able to forgive him for those remarks? He doesn't appear to talk much, though, and I've never even heard of him. Then, in an instant, the light vanished, and blackness engulfed me.

The serpent throne pulsed. I am Cael Varrow, last heir of the line that guarded the first gate. The water remained dark. A second voice whispered beneath the first. TRUE. Cael looked at me. Your turn. The silver band tightened around my wrist. Pain cut into my skin. Blood fell. The pool flashed white. I raised my head. I am Ayame Rivers. The water stirred. FALSE. The word struck the walls. Kiyomi stared at me. I forced air into my lungs.

Kurai said while staring at the screen, playing the game. “What do you think?” Cai Kang asked. “Well, you two have good chemistry and have known each other longer than you'd like to admit. Not to mention, she actually admits that she likes you.” Kurai said, concentrating on the game. “As friends. Wolf boy. As friends.” Cai Kang corrected. “What about Clover and Cherry?” Kurai said. “Clover and Cherry?” He paused for a moment then remembered Chiemi and Maiko having cherry and clover accessories on their phones. “Ah, the Higurashi twins, what about them?” Cai Kang said.

It was disappointing. A person with great strength would not pull these stunts. She had no idea that everybody could see through her act. People would only find her sad and ridiculous. “Are you trying to hit on me, Ms. Geofrey?” Kaze asked as Clarice swam toward him. There was a shift in Clarice’s expression. She was smiling tenderly before. Following Kaze’s question, she let out a coy grin. She stepped into the version of her that Kaze painted.

The figure slowly raised her hand. Her face began changing. First Nyx. Then Lyra. Then Clover. Finally… Elara. Clover stepped backward. “No.” The Void whispered: “I can become anything you fear.” Clover clenched her fists. “Then you’re powerless.” The Void tilted its head. “Why?” “Because I don’t fear you.” The figure smiled. “You should.” ⸻ Clover opened her eyes. Kael was holding her. “Clover!” She looked at him.

The door was solid oak with heavy locks. Beautiful, comfortable, and absolutely inescapable. Perfect. I reached carefully into my elaborately styled hair and extracted a small crystal, no bigger than a pearl. The communication device pulsed with soft blue light as I activated it with a whisper of power. "I am in," I whispered quietly. Static crackled for a moment before a familiar voice responded—rough, commanding, tinged with the kind of darkness that made smart people run. "About time, little wolf. Status report."

Naturally, she was shell-shocked. “Clovis? W-What sort of technique is this? Is this your spirit?” “Girl, what sort of nonsense is this?” Clovis sneered and ordered, “Stand where you are and don’t move so that I can end your life with a punch! You’ll depart to the underworld painlessly if you follow my orders.” “You are f*cking sick!” Olympias already felt the murderous aura emanating from Clovis. Even though the enemy was only a phantom manifested by the Demiurge Method, she could not fight back against a powerful warrior like him.

The rest of my words get lost as my vision blurs and my ears ring, and when I feel myself fading, only one word manages to escape me. “Anthrose.” The sound of water dripping and the feel of heat pressing against my bare skin rouses me, bringing me out of the oblivion that I’m trapped in, but when I open my eyes, I don’t find myself in a safe space with those who are on my team. Instead, I’m met by many people dressed in black cloaks surrounding not only me but another person who I never expected to meet. “Gil,” I hiss, taking in Rosalie’s brother as he lays beside me. “Is that you?”

He slowly drew his Nodachi. The blade wasn't made of steel, and it wasn't made of magenta plasma. It was forged from pure, hyper-condensed Origin-Code, but the frequency had been entirely corrupted. It glowed with a blinding, absolute white light that hurt to look at. "I am the Architect of the Sky," the Shogun declared. "And I will format you myself." The Shogun didn't run. He simply vanished. "Where did he go?!" Reyes shouted, sweeping her plasma rifle across the empty courtyard.

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.