Basileus_Komnenos
Imperator Romanorum Βασιλεύς των Ρωμαίων
A Lion of Britannia (A Code Geass SI) Chapter II
August 2017 A.T.B.
A Britannian Field Hospital, Cambodia
It seems that this unending hellish nightmare is set be my new reality now. No matter how many times I try opening and closing my eyes, I still am stuck here and apparently chained to this hospital bed. Oh why of all realities I end up in it had to be Code Geass? Though I had to admit that this was a more preferable outcome as I was reborn at least as a Prince of Britannia rather than say a denizen of Japan which was now Area 11. At least I'm at the top of society now rather than being relegated to an underclass crushed by the heel of Britannia's oppressive Social Darwinist System. When a new land its conquered the province is stripped of its actual name and it and its people are reduced to mere numbers. Since Britannian Japan is the Eleventh of the Areas its native population are now called Elevens. I know the Imperialism of the Old Empires from my world was bad, but this took it to a whole different level. To strip an entire group of people of their identity and culture like that is cruel and inhumane. Though I had to admit that it was not bad as King Leopold II's Congo. And when I sorted through Maximilian's memories I found that he largely agreed with this sentiment.
From what I can ascertain from the Prince's....or....my....no his memory, I found that he abhorred the Oppressive Darwinist System and the extremely stratified society from where the arrogant high nobility looked down upon and sneered upon everyone else. I found these thoughts as surprising from a man like him who was born into this life of luxury and privilege as part of its elite. One thing I noticed was that as I became more adjusted to this new body, it became harder, and harder to differentiate between my memories and those of Maximilian. It must be my mind merging with whatever fragments were left of the fourth Prince of the Holy Britannian Empire.
I found that my thoughts were interrupted by the same doctor who I met earlier before I blacked out.
"Ah Prince Maximilian, I see that you have awoken," the man said.
"Why have I been chained to the bed like some criminal? Did something happen while I was unconscious?!" I asked somewhat alarmed by my present circumstances.
"Your highness," the man said apologetically, "I apologize for having you restrained in such an indecent manner, but you were having quite a violent seizure, and we did what we could to ensure your survival after you sustained your injuries in battle."
"Well then I thank you for sincerely saving my life then Doctor. Though I'm not quite sure what your name is?"
"My name Doctor Chesterfield sire. I am merely your humble servant doing my duty to our Empire" he responded humbly. "Nurse please uncuff his highness at once."
"Though it seems my memory has lapsed somewhat after I sustained this injury. Will you please help me fill in the gaps? What exactly happened? I seem to have vague memories of something involving combat," I said to him.
"Of course your highness. You sustained injuries leading the vanguard in the attack against the Cambodian forces who encircled some of our main battle groups. Your valiant efforts helped saved the bulk of our invasion force, and as a result the Britannian advance went along uninterrupted. Though I must warn you that some memory loss is quite common for people who sustain injuries like this and there is nothing to worry about as long as you take rest and recuperate."
"Thank you Dr. Chesterfield, but I must say I do distinctly remember hearing gunfire and artillery shells in the distance what was that?" I asked somewhat concerned that the enemy troops would try something like a Tet Offensive like what happened to the Americans in my world.
"Oh that was our army mopping up the remnants of the pathetic enemy forces," the man said quite arrogantly. "Though that is what I have heard in conversation with some of the other troops. I myself am not qualified to make accurate military statements, so I defer to the advice of men who have a better strategic overview of our ground forces."
"Thank you for answering my questions Dr. Chesterfield, I will personally put in a good word for you because of your steadfast service to the Empire."
I watched as the man beamed with joy and began profusely thanking me for my generosity. I then asked for some time to be alone so I could reflect some more on my current situation.
While this man Dr. Chesterton was a bit too talkative than I would like, he was however quite competent and a man devoted to his country. And looking at my...or..er Maximilian's chart I saw the extent of the damage the Prince had suffered. It seemed to be near fatal with the Prince sustaining a massive head wound that caused a massive concussion and a cerebral hemorrhage. I don't know how they managed to save the Prince in such a condition, but I guess Britannian medicine is really effective if Mao was able to be healed to so thoroughly after being riddled with bullet holes fired by the Tokyo Police. Then again I only was reborn into this body after Maximilian had died. So perhaps he had actually died while I was reincarnated into this body from my universe. Was this the result of some experiment done in C's World gone wrong? Is perhaps the real Prince Maximilian still alive and perhaps inhabiting my original body, or is he in fact dead. I have no way of getting these answers unless I access a thought elevator, and there's no real way I can get to one of those without crossing the Emperor or the Geass order. Besides the Anime never really explained how they really operated, so even if I were to capture one, its not like I could really be able to go inside and interface with in the same way someone like Charles, V.V., or C.C. can anyway. And now I am to live the life of a Prince whom I don't really understand in a land whose rules and cultures are diametrically opposite to the world I came from. I truly am screwed, and I hope there's a silver lining somewhere out there.