Code Geass Orange Novels & Stories

​The rise of the Red Moon; The "Blood-Gate", did not bring light to Neo-Tokyo. It brought a thick, coppery fog that tasted of ancient rust and dying stars. As the red crescent emerged from the Pacific, the "Zero-Variable" in Leo Vane’s veins didn't just hum; it screamed. It was a frequency of pure, unfiltered predatory instinct, a call from something that predated the "Wild Code" by eons.

says grandmother offhandedly. I stare at the woman in bewilderment. You probably think my grandmother is just a sweet, over-protective old lady, and to that, I laugh. Grandma Viridis is more infamously known by the codename Oculus, so named because she enjoyed killing people by gouging out their eyes and keeping them as a memento before she retired. She’s 78 and stands at 5’6” with shoulder-length pure white voluminous hair that she keeps combed to the side. Her skin is still a medium olive tone with slight liver spots around the edges of her face, with the harsh signs of age creating jowls along the edges of her mouth. Her eyes are a deep dark, brown, almost as dark as her soul with perfect

I remind my brother, we had all kind of pets during our years, one more won't be too hard for me to handle. "What code is she?" he asks me. "She's code blue," I say with a big smile on my face, code blue are nice, a bit of fighter, scared at first but they then give up easily. Code green need to be breaken in, while code red need to understand who's in charge right away, the system works, we know it does but it's gonna take the humans some time to give in, couple of generation in and they won't have any troubles following the line of order.

He turned to look at the maid, his eyes transmitting a message only known to them, but she understood his unsaid words in their entirety. (Don't tell me those boys...) - Those were her thoughts, he was scared that it was the truth. "Azazel, those males are they in the report?!" - He screamed at him. "Let me check." - He started to flip the remaining pages and soon found the one he was looking for. "The males are known as; Minamoto Reiji, Human. Age 22, Son of random high-class Human Mages, has Sacred Gear 'Perfect Warrior'." - He mentioned the first one.

Greg dismissed them with a hand gesture, and they returned to their games before leaving shortly after to pack what they needed and making their way to the Kingdom. Greg himself sat for another ten minutes as he mentally visualized his plan before getting out of his seat. He approached the bartender who was wiping a glass with a dishcloth. Greg motioned the bartender towards him. When they both leaned close enough to each other, Greg said, “Billy, activate Codes Orange and Black. Effective immediately.” Billy’s eyes widened in horror before he glanced around and whispered, “Is there no other way, your Grace? And what about you?” “This is the best way for everyone. You won’t be hearing from m

I'm sorry I didn't see you. What do you think you're doing you bump into me and only say sorry no2x you can't pass that I need to punish you for bumping into me don't you know ho I'm my name is George del coral the master of the coral family one of the strongest family in indorica you dare to bump into me well I will forgive you if you kneel down before me? Well2x we found someone ignorant here do you really think I tasoshi saya god of zeronity well kneel before you, you are too ignorant I well just punch, but it will hurt a bit get ready, Ha!

Each shot was faster than the last and came with more force and just by sight and sound alone, they could tell that the impact of every one of them was heavy. Despite the weight of Natsumi's strikes, Orie kept his calm and held firmly to his staff. It was a heavy staff made of pure wood but it had the durability of iron. Written on the staff was some sort of code and beside the code was an inscription, the code read "JUDG3V31" and the inscription beside it read "shamgar" Orie was confident in his weapon mastery but even he was surprised by how calmly he handled the incoming attacks. He could not rationalize how he himself was able to neutralize so many incoming shots without skipping a beat.

Now that the storm was over, they were starting to feel astonished internally. A teenager who seemed to be only about twenty years old was actually a Rank 4 Evolved One. Moreover, the aura that he had employed earlier… At this time, Jackson looked at Lucas with his eyes wide open. The aura he had employed was gold in color, that was to say, he was a Grade SSS gene martial artist. The color of one’s aura was dependent on one’s gene grade. Grade D Gene was green; Grade C Gene blue; Grade B Gene cyan; Grade A Gene red; Grade S Gene purple; Grade SS Gene black; Grade SSS Gene gold.

"Analysis: Subject is attempting to write a Narrative-Layer over the Null-State. Logic dictates this is impossible. Narratives require a Foundation." "The Foundation is **Us**!" I roared. I felt a surge of energy that wasn't red, white, or grey. It was **Violet-Gold-Red**. It was the color of a bruise that was healing. It was the color of a sunset after a storm. It was the **Living Code**. I pushed back against the glass. Where my feet touched the obsidian shards, they turned back into soil. Where Sarah’s light touched the grey marble, it sprouted wildflowers made of sapphire and flame.

he added casually, looking at his fingernails, like he didn’t just drop a crazy important detail on us. “Well, then, tell us!” I demanded. “Take me with you,” he demanded back. I gritted my teeth and stared him down, but he just stared right back, unaffected by my demeanor. “He’s growling again,” Reid stage whispered, and Nolan snorted but tried to cover it with his hand. “Fine,” I hissed out between my teeth. “What’s the code?” He grinned in triumph. “It’s 59226.” “Why?” I asked with a furrowed brow.