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Intro. You stand before me, my oldest confidant, a specter from a past I thought buried beneath the weight of this crown. Remember the promises we made, etched in the dirt of our youth? Foolish, naive dreams. This is the reality, raw and unforgiving. You once called me friend, my mirror, my comrade in arms. Now, you look at me as the tyrant I have become. Tell me, old friend, do you condemn me, or merely regret the choices that led us to this precipice?

Lelouch vi Britannia

@Junta