Odysseus Code Geass Novels & Stories

He is the boss of this warehouse doll, we need you to give the code to this beauty that is here beside me. It's not necessary, I can give you the key, Oscar let go of my hand and turned me around so that his eyes collided with mine, his stained hands leaving painted in my hand where he held me. Do you know the code? he asked. I nodded. My father was an idiot, he believed that I would never come here again, That was what he deserved, revenge. The Code is 925 GFG. Oscar smiled, as he typed the number and the box gave way, I memorized the code when I was a child, because my dad guarded everything my mother earned, although She would try to convince him to give her a little to feed me.

​The world vanished. ​He wasn't in the Shallows anymore. He was standing in a field of grey ash. In the distance, he could see the "Symphony"—a massive, beautiful web of golden threads stretching across the sky. But the threads were being choked by violet vines that pulsed like veins. ​At the center of the web stood Cyrus, a giant made of flickering code and ancient Sterling pride. ​"You've come to play the hero again," Cyrus’s voice boomed from the sky. "But look at your threads, Kael. They’re so thin. So fragile."

Her essence flowed within his blood. And just like how he would not hesitate to burn down into ashes in her love... He wouldn't hesitate to burn anyone who touches her... Leaving no blood, no bones behind... But only Ashes. Ashes to mixed with the dirt. . His fondness was different from others. His love was hidden in his chest. His thirst was drowning in his mind. His desire was leashed with his soul that all needed HIS PERSEPHONE. . He was The HADES. .

"Feel the pain! Feel me! Don't look at the code!" Kaelor’s weight was a mountain, pinning Aradaa to the cold, shattered floor. The salt of Kaelor’s tears mixed with the blood on Aradaa’s face. He was the Beast, and he was the only thing keeping the God of Code from floating away into the void.

Another voice interrupted their fun time. Hades and Persephone stopped their dancing and rotated their necks at the voice. Their smiling face disappeared like fog before emitting such a strong murderous aura. “You’re here?” Dionysus was merely scoffing while leaning one of his elbows near the tree. “Why is your face turning pale, Ryu?” He said off-handed. “You have betrayed us, Dionysus,” Ryuzaki stated the obvious, face reddened. “And yes, I have undergone a traumatizing experience just now. Thank you for noticing.”

I managed to ask through the sobs. Morpheus sighed and sat beside me, still holding me in his arms. He was visibly shaken by my near-fate. I wondered what would have happened if I had been killed in my dream – would I be able to come back to the dream realm or would I never dream again as the dream part of me would be dead. “His name is Dareios, he’s a nightmare although that specific nightmare works as an assassin for Icelus, my brother.” his voice was calm yet sombre.

Just then, a fierce wind rolled over as a pillar of white light descended from the heavens as Odysseus appeared in front of the two men. "Wilbur Penn and Augheimer. I’ve finally found you. Tell me where the dimension guardians are, and hand them over!" A gleeful Odysseus reached out to grab Wilbur and Augheimer by their shirts in each of his fists, shouting, "Tell me where Sade is right now!" Wilbur was calm as ever as he asked, "Do you want to do the honors, or shall I?" "Let me do it," said Augheimer. Upon saying the words, Augheimer raised a hand to strike Odysseus in the chest. The blow looked weak and soft but exploded with unthinkable strength before sending Odysseus flying several hun

After so many years, there was a way out. He sprinkled water on her again, but she still didn't move. what was wrong? was she dead? The wounds on her body looked fresh, and he wondered if humans heal up fast, just like Lycans do. He had learnt so many things about humans from his father, he wanted to know more. He can only hope she's not dead. He hoped she would be able to relate with him. He had millions of questions to ask.

"You own me?" Dante nodded his head, wiping his hands onto his pants. "You follow my orders, you're on my time. If not, then you and your aunt dies." He paused for a second, waiting for the confused contortion on Nate's face to vanish but it didn't. "You help..." his face twitched for a second as he searched for the right word, "...relieve me...and I protect you, that's all." At first, Nate still seemed bemused, glancing towards the marbled counter and keeping a serious stare. But then, he snorted and placed a palm over his mouth to hide his smirk.

He is wearing white flowy robes similar to what the moon goddess wears. “My child, this is Zeus, my mate.” “It’s nice to meet you.” Sonya says. “The pleasure is all mine. All us gods are extremely happy with you and everything you have done for us. We want to give you something in return.” Sonya looks at the moon goddess and then back to Zeus. “What could you possibly give me?” “Peace of mind. We are going to put an end to Hades’s army and let you leave in peace with the man you love.”