He built the from the ashes of shattered resistance cells. Kallen became his ace pilot, the "Red Lotus." The brilliant but timid engineer, Rakshata, built them custom Knightmares. The cowardly aristocrat, Diethard, became their propaganda master. Each pawn was chosen for a single purpose: to die usefully if necessary.
And far away, in the shadows of a Chinese Federation embassy, a green-haired witch whispered to her unconscious master:
The man put the gun to his own throat and pulled the trigger. Code Geass R1
Suzaku knelt in the ashes, holding Euphemia's bloodstained ribbon. He had lost everything. He made a new vow.
Their clash was inevitable.
"Die," he whispered.
Nunnally, watching the broadcast, whispered, "Brother… what have you become?" The final battle of R1 was a three-way war: the Black Knights, the Britannian military, and the maddened remnants of the Geass Order. He built the from the ashes of shattered resistance cells
"Lelouch vi Britannia," she said, her golden eyes piercing his soul. "Do you wish for power? Then accept this contract."