• Another explosion, another meaningless death. Never before had Suzaku Kururugi had the time to contemplate on those kind of things as his focus previously had been solely on protecting Princess Euphemia vi Britannia. Now his distraction from the world was fully gone all thanks to the force known as Zero. Jerking the Lancelot upwards, he glides through the air with near perfection, bullets ricocheting off the metal casing. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, shutting out the violent scene around him.

    Euphemia was the first he met from within who had the same ideals as himself. Suddenly, the daunting task of ending the world and saving the innocent bystanders was shared with another. It had come as a temporary relief as she was taken all too suddenly from his life. Now he was left alone again in his mission with the question of how. How was he going to do all of this on his own? It had started off as a solo mission and in the moments he shared with her, he came to the realization he couldn't do it on his own.

    He was alone now though. Euphemia's sister wouldn't have anything to do with his words, her thirst for vengeance leading her blindly, and it would be stupid to make the risk in discussing it with anyone else. Because now no one would believe the words of peace because of the Massacre Princess.

    Opening his eyes, he had a good view of the battle raging down below him. Hundreds of innocent civilians dead, families torn further apart, and even his own comrades in the military were starting to falter. Euphemia had died young and thousands more would follow her if this war continued on. It was then he knew he would be their savior. He would bring about Euphemia's peaceful world on his own no matter what.