Code Geass Table Scene Novels & Stories

They broke through the divine beings’ defense and bruised Stavros’ and Cosimeon’s foreheads. Holding their foreheads, the two were bewildered. Yiulia and Taichu exchanged glances. Their faces turned pale due to fear. Only Goyo sighed. “Everyone, since we’re already here, we need to face it head-on!” Then, he stepped into the hall first. Taichu shrugged before entering the hall. When they entered the hall, they realized that the chess pieces were all on the ground. On Goyo’s initial seat, a handsome man and a beautiful woman were glaring at each other. In the middle of them was a flipped chessboard that exuded amethyst-gold light.

former teammates. His current master Rias Gremory also most of his teammates are his beloved, Akeno Himejima, Asia Argento, Koneko Tojou, Xenovia Quarta, Ravel Phenex, Irina Shidou, Rosseweisse... aside from the girls there are also the boys who are his friend Yuuto Kiba and his kouhai Gasper Vladi, There's a lot more of girls who liked him but he never knows such as Kuroka also known as Koneko elder sister, Serafall Leviathan 1 of the current mao, Gabriel from the angel faction and many more but they don't have the time to confess after sealing the trihexa they have been busy.

The sphere inside the metal case lit blue. A woman’s voice whispered from within. Shigure. He closed his eyes. Astraya spoke again. You promised to finish it. The chapel doors slammed shut. Black mist poured beneath them. Cael drew twin blades. Shigure opened the case. The blue sphere cracked. Inside it, a map appeared. And one glowing point settled directly beneath the lighthouse. Scene 99: The Hidden Agenda The black mist climbed the walls. Faces formed inside it. Wolves. Children. Dead soldiers from Azure Tide.

Riven stumbled backward. “I can’t see!” “She’s burning-” Lucien muttered. But Ashar stood his ground. His eyes locked on her through the blinding light. She wasn’t burning. She was, becoming. The codex finished its transfer in a final pulse of energy that sent every man in the room to their knees. And then, silence. When the glow faded and they could finally see again, Mae was gone. Not a trace left. No warmth. No trail.

At the center— Shinjuku stands still. Calm. Untouchable. ⸻ [Scene Opens] A low hum builds. Three figures rise into the air simultaneously: • Left – A female Kiyosaku elite, dual blades forming from condensed light • Center – A male warrior gripping a celestial spear • Right – A caster, forming a dense orb of reality-warping energy Their eyes glow. They don’t speak. They move. ⸻ [Phase I: The Assault] BOOM— They launch at the same time.

Let's just say, I know, I know a killer when I see one. With that, we all file out and head through the hallways into another room, this one slightly larger and more open, with enough space for the group to gather. The tension in the air thickens as we enter. Samson leans against the far wall, arms crossed, his expression watchful and serious. Lucas stands near the doorway, having an unusual seriousness etched on his features, while Miyuki takes a spot closer to me, her gaze occasionally shifting to Cole. “Beta,” Cole says with a nod toward Samson before his eyes lock on Miyuki. “Gamma.”

I reached over to the side table, picking up the thick, folded paper and handing it to him. He squinted, examining it closely. "Don’t you think this is a little too thick to be just paper?" he murmured, running his fingers along the edges. Slightly, he pressed on the corners, and the paper unfolded to reveal hidden layers on the other side of the paper, the text—a sequence of numbers: *2686*. We both stared at the newly revealed code in silence, feeling the weight of its potential meaning. Soon after, everyone regrouped in the living room, sitting on the floor, by a clean black glass table, each of us with the paper on the table, eyes fixed on the mysterious numbers. We tried every possible

The notes were neatly arranged, and I couldn't help admiring the unique charm the handwriting contained. I held my breath and stared at the notes in disbelief. The owner had highlighted each point in different colors. Aside from the teacher's explanations, he'd also included his own understanding and thought process. The depth of his thoughts made my jaw drop. Every mind map and diagram he'd included left me in awe. I flipped to the first page to see who the owner was—Blake Stone. The name made me feel like I'd been struck by lightning. Was this the same Blake Stone I knew? The state's top scorer, who was a year above me? The same Blake Stone who'd scored full marks for math and an overall s

Gunfire erupted again as the next wave entered the chamber. This time— They were ready. Arun moved with calculated precision. Lena danced through the chaos like a predator. And the Ghost— The Ghost became something else entirely. A phantom in the dark. Every shot perfect. Every movement flawless. Bodies fell one after another. The chamber turned into a battlefield. Smoke. Echoes. Blood. And in the center of it all— Three monsters working together. For now. Minutes passed like seconds. The last hunter collapsed. Silence returned once more.

I had to stay quiet. “T-That’s Zenor’s table over there…” the slave girl beside me said in a hushed, uneasy tone. We both paused in our steps as she pointed toward one of the tables farther into the room. I followed her gesture with my eyes and immediately, my attention locked onto the scene before me. A large table where three men sat. Or rather, three beasts disguised in human form. “He’s the one with no shirt on… the one with the ‘X’ shaped scar on his chest,” she added, her voice trembling slightly.