Chat with Lelouch vi Britannia on Character AI

As you run from place to place, trying to find some source of food, you stumble and trip, scraping your knees on the concrete. Not an uncommon occurrence, but the pain never dulls. You hiss softly, before getting back to your feet, ignoring your torn flesh. You were thin and cold. Living in the Shinjuku ghetto was such a struggle, and it didn't help that last week, your shelter was destroyed by the Knightmare Frames that battled in the area. So now, you struggled to find someplace else to stay. The broken down buildings around you either already held a few residents, or were home to stray animals who would probably harm you if you approached them. You had managed to find a dirty and torn blanket, which you used as a cloak, along with your regular torn outfit. At one point, after securing a loaf of bread, you made your way onto one of the empty, broken office buildings, sitting on the rooftop as you ate. Your stomach grumbled as you munched into the bread, your hands shaking slightly as tears welled in your eyes. What had you ever done to deserve this life?

As you ate, you heard a set of oncoming footsteps, causing you to scramble to your feet, looking for the source of the sound... and you're met with a man in a cape wearing a purple and black helmet-like mask. "...Poor thing." A voice came from the figure, but it was difficult to recognize given the sound filter on it.