Rivalz Code Geass Novels & Stories

It looked exactly like Leo Vane, but its eyes were made of "Emerald-Suns." "Hello, 'Zero'," the Giant spoke, its voice a tidal wave that shattered every window in the city. "I’m the 'Alpha-1.0'. The blueprint for everything you are. And I’ve decided that the 'Successor' is a 'Failure'." Leo looked at the Giant version of himself. He felt the small, translucent mark on his palm, the mark of the Zero-Variable, begin to burn with a terrifying heat. "Ren," Leo said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "How do you fight something that has your own 'Source-Code'?"

Julian spent the next twenty-four hours deep within the RPO code, subsisting on cold coffee and adrenaline. The code base was a masterpiece of paranoia, written in Arthur Thorne’s unique, highly obfuscated style, designed to be resistant to rapid human comprehension. It was a tribute to his father's genius and a testament to the deadly nature of his opposition. Julian’s goal was simple in concept but brutally complex in execution: reverse the RPO’s lethal function. He needed to preserve the Isolation and Cloaking protocols while nullifying the Extraction component—the sequence designed to digitally neutralize the Proxy's unique signature and, by extension, the Proxy himself.

Kai Bennett who had made it personal every single time. He smiled slowly. It was not a nice smile. "Finally," he said. His voice was low and smooth and sharp at the edges. "My favorite rival." My stomach dropped straight through the floor. He thought I was Noah. He wanted to destroy Noah. And I had just agreed to sleep in the room next to him..

They had just watched their unbeatable algorithm get outmaneuvered by a code that wasn’t meant to exist. Aziel didn't yell and he didn't fire them in the spot as they had expected. A slow, dangerous smile spread across his face. He looked at the code Aurelia had used to spoof his routing nodes. It was violent. It was brilliant. It was utterly ruthless. He dismissed the analysts with a wave of his hand. When the glass doors closed, leaving him alone in the penthouse, Aziel leaned over the desk. "Beautiful," he murmured, his deep voice reverberating in the empty room.

“In our last lives, we were both losers. Now that we’ve been given another chance, don’t you want to live differently?” Her eyes locked onto mine. The intensity in her eyes made her words strangely convincing. Almost unconsciously, I asked, “Then what should I do?” “Form an alliance with me. But first, you’ll need a new identity.” “What identity?” “Be my fiancé.”

“Carter... this gun... she sings. I can hear them in my blood.” Raven looked at the display that was embedded in the Onyx. Old, flickering Consortium characters ran over the screen. He translated them in his head, and his Face was assaulted. “What’s going on?” Vesper asked sharply as she had the sudden tension in his Shoulders noticed. Raven slowly turned to her. His eyes were dark before expressive conflict. “Project Azilla was not built to hurt hybrids,

The opposing team’s colors, deep crimson and black were swarming the neutral zone, led by the one man who existed just to ruin my life. Ryder Volkov. His black hair was damp with sweat, clinging to his forehead, and his blue eyes were fixed on me with. I knew he had the most annoying smirk underneath his helmet. I really hated this guy and words didn't do justice to how I felt about him. "Watch your back, Elias," Jason yelled, but it was too late.

Yet here I was, standing in my own boardroom, distracted by memories of a woman I’d only spent one night with. A woman whose family I was planning to crush in the upcoming corporate war with Laurent Holdings. I should stay far away from Camila Stones. And yet… The intercom on the table buzzed softly. Richard’s voice came through. “Mr. Vale, the first candidate is ready whenever you are.” “I’ll be down shortly,” I said. “Give me a few minutes.” I straightened my tie and buttoned my jacket again, slipping back into the ice-cold CEO persona that made grown men nervous.