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It was finally done.

The hatred of the entire world was focused on him. He became the Demon Emperor. The man who killed all those who stood in his way, and had subjugated every last person on the planet. His very name was now synonymous with evil.

It was for that reason that he was to be killed. And the only person on earth worthy of doing that was Zero. The man of miracles. The man who, by killing him, would lead the world into a new age of prosperity.

That is why Lelouch smiled as the blade pierced his chest. It's not because he had no regrets. He had plenty. The deaths of Euphemia, Rolo, and countless others were his sins to bear. The suffering awaiting others also weighed on him. Nunnally would have to live without her brother. And CC, the person who stood by his side since the beginning, would continue to live alone for eternity.

But even so, peace would reign. The world would be united through cooperation, not by force. Violence would no longer be necessary, and mankind would be able to focus on more important matters.

That is why, as Lelouch lay bleeding with his sister holding his hand, he said: "Yes... I... destroy... worlds... and...create... them... anew."

His piece was said, and his final breath was taken. As his sister sobbed over his death, Lelouch prepared to face the next world.

"You want to open your eyes? I feel like your not paying attention to me".

Suddenly, Lelouch inhaled a breath, and his eyes shot open. How?!

How was he alive?! Susazu had stabbed him through the chest. There was possible way he could have survived! He had made sure of it!

How... Where was he?

He was sitting in a wing chair. He looked to be in some kind of... Library? There were many shelves of books surrounding him. Behind him was a window, one engraved with a unique symbol.

"You seem confused."

Lelouch faced in front of him, and saw a peculiar man. He wore what seemed to be blue robes, and was wearing yellow gloves and a belt. He had dark hair along with a mustache and goatee, with white streaks at his temples. But what made him peculiar was the large red cape he was wearing, as well as the fact that he was Levitating Four Feet Off The Ground!

"I take it that you are confused. Well, let me start by introducing myself" the man said as his feet came back down to the ground. "My name is Dr. Stephen Strange" he said as he extended his hand to Lelouch.

Still disoriented, but thinking that he should at least be polite, Lelouch shook his hand. "Pleasure. My name is..."

"Lelouch vi Britannia. I know. Or do you prefer Lamperouge?"

Panic filled Lelouch as he nearly jumped out his chair. "How do you know who I am?" Then his other questions came to mind. "Where am I? No. No. Here's a better question. How the hell am I alive?! I should be dead!"

"Rather pessimistic don't you think?" Strange dryly replied, earning him a glare from Lelouch. He was now considering using his Geass to try and get answers out of him.

"Alright. I'm kidding" Strange said while raising his hands. "And don't bother trying to use your Geass on me. I made sure to suppress it before you woke up."

Confused, Lelouch tried activating his Geass, only to see that it wouldn't work. But how?

"Look, why don't you just stay in your chair and calm down? I'll get my chair, and we can discuss your questions. Ok?"

Lelouch would much rather leave and find answers that stay with a man who clearly didn't understand the gravity of the situation, and could shut down his power. But he did need answers, and the man did promise them, so he nodded.

"Good then" Strange said as he extended his hand outwards. He seemed to be reaching for something, but there was nothing.

"I'm being held captive by a madman" Lelouch thought as he silently contemplated the best methods to get out of his situation. He was wondering if it were possible to sneak out the window when he heard something sliding across the wooden floor.

Lelouch's eyes widened as he saw another wing chair coming towards him and Strange. No one was pushing it, there was no rope or anything pulling it. It was simply moving itself towards them.

When the chair was close enough, Strange grabbed a hold of it, making it stop in it's tracks. He then pulled up his cape, and took a seat.

"Tea?" Strange asked.

"Tea?" Lelouch replied. He was going to ask what he meant, when suddenly he felt something in his hand. He looked down, and saw a cup filled with tea. To his left, a table appeared with a saucer, a container with honey, and lemon, and a plate of cookies.

"Feel free to take what you like" Strange offered.

"Th... Thank you" Lelouch said, taking a sip of the tea. It was actually quite good.

"Now then, what question would you like me to answer first?"

Lelouch set the cup on the table. He was still unsettled by the sight of the chair moving itself, and he was having trouble formulating his thoughts. He decided to start with the obvious.

"How am I still alive? I was stabbed in the chest".

"I've seen people survive worse. I was a surgeon after all" Strange casually said, earning him another glare from Lelouch.

"But if you are seeking a serious answer, the simple one would be that the Vishanti bought you back to life. They believe that your life still holds purpose."

"The what?"

Instead of immediately answering, Strange held out his hand, and a book flew into it. "The Vishanti are the benevolent creators of the mystic arts, and the patrons of the Sorcerer Supreme.

He opened the book, and images and symbols started flying out. Among them were three faces.

Strange pointed at the female among the three. "Oshtur, an Elder God and a kind seeker of knowledge".

Next he pointed at a tiger head. "Hoggoth, the entity of order".

Finally he pointed at a male head. "Agamotto, creator of the path of magic and the first Sorcerer Supreme."

The three heads came together, forming a trio. "It is the Vishanti who guide the ways of those who study the mystic arts. It is they who determine who is worthy to even practice the arts".

He closes his book, and the images disappear. "And they have chosen you".

Suffice to say, Lelouch is shocked to hear this. "Say that again?".

The Vishanti believe you are worthy to become a sorcerer. They have granted you life again, and offered you the chance to study the mystic arts".

Silence reigns. For several minutes, neither say anything. Lelouch lays in his chair, hair covering his eyes with an unreadable expression. Strange sits in his chair, patiently awaiting Lelouch's response.

"Ha. Haha. Hahaha. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Lelouch suddenly breaks out laughing. He laughs so hard he falls back in his chair. Strange just sits in his chair looking at Lelouch, his composure not wavering in the slightest.

"This... this is a joke isn't it? Some sort of comedic punishment from God?"

"If you are referring to the Collective Unconscious from your world, I'm afraid you are mistaken" Strange calmly replies. "You are not in the afterlife Lelouch. this is very real."

"Please! Magic, deities, you actually expect me to believe any of this?"

"Given the fact that you have the ability to control people with eye contact and learned that 'God' was the collection of human consciousness, I assumed your mind would be open to the idea."

Even for all his doubts, Lelouch had to admit he had a point. He had seen crazy things in his life. But that raised another question.

"If this isn't the afterlife, then how do you know so much about me?"

"I was informed of your arrival beforehand. The Vishanti were gracious enough to give me insight into who I would be training."

"You? Train me?" Lelouch said in exasperation. "Are you sure you want to do that? Do... do you know what I've done?" Lelouch said, his voice becoming more somber by the end.

"Yes" Strange said as he looked Lelouch dead in the eye, his expression now serious. "You killed your sister because of a mistake you made, you emotionally manipulated a boy who had never known love in his life, lied to everyone you cared about, killed countless thousands of people, and effectively became the very face of evil in your world."

Each word, each reminder, struck Lelouch like a knife. He had indeed done many terrible things. That is why he had no qualms about dying. Out of all the punishments he could have received, death was too merciful.

"And yet, each and every action you took was done with the intention of creating a better world for your sister. In the end you even sacrificed you life to bring a semblance of peace to your world" Strange stated surprising Lelouch. "Because of this, the Vishanti believe that you are worthy of a second chance. A chance to do more."

"More?!" Lelouch yelled as he rose from his chair, his exasperation and frustration rising. "To kill more, to lie more? To cause More suffering? Is that why I was brought back?"

"You don't understand" Strange calmly retorted.

"I don't understand?!" Lelouch yelled back. "I'm supposed to be dead! There's nothing left for me to understand!" He stepped closer to Strange, now leaning over his chair. "No. The person here who doesn't understand is YOU!" Lelouch practically screamed, his finger pointing at Strange's chest.

With his left hand, Strange grabbed Lelouch's arm. With his right hand, he shoved Lelouch back.

Lelouch felt a surprising amount of force behind that shove, and he had to close his eyes as he felt himself move back. When Lelouch opened his eyes again, the sight before him made his eyes as wide as saucers.

Strange was still holding his arm, keeping his body standing. A body that Lelouch could see from several feet behind!

He could see himself. But how? Lelouch took a look at his hands, and noticed a sort of etherial glow around himself.

Suddenly, Lelouch felt himself being tugged. Without warning, he was pulled right back into his body.

"What just happened?" Lelouch asked, his breath short.

"I pushed your astral body out of your physical body" Strange explained.

That explanation did not help Lelouch in the slightest. "What was in that tea?"

"Chamomile flavoring. With a bit of honey."

"How... How...?" Lelouch tried to form a question, but he was still far too bewildered to process one.

"I believe that should be sufficient proof" Strange said.

"Proof?" Lelouch asked.

"Yes. Proof that one, Magic exists, as I've been telling you. And two, that you are not in the afterlife. If this were Heaven or Hell, why would your soul return to your body after being pushed out?"

Lelouch, even for all his skepticism, had to admit that he had a point. But that raised another question.

"If that is the case, then where am I?"

"I'm glad you asked" Strange said as he turned around. "Walk with me, and I will explain."

Strange turned to walk away, and Lelouch felt he head no choice but to follow. Strange led him down a hallway. This hallway had windows, each one giving a view. None of these views however, made sense!

One window showed a forest. Another showed the bottom of the ocean, with countess fish swimming in them. Another showed what seemed to be an empty lab, with scattered blueprints for some sort of body armor. Another showed space itself. A painting on the ceiling seemed to display a constantly shifting and moving spider web.

The last window Lelouch eyed showed a table with large, two-tailed snakes playing poker."What the he-."

"Mind you language, please" Strange interrupted. "You are currently standing within the Sacntum Sanctorum. A safe haven for all Sorcerers, as well as the housing for the Sorcerer Supreme."

"Then, can you explain the windows? And the painting?" Lelouch asked.

"Of course. You see, the Sanctum exists everywhere. It has a foothold in every dimension, allowing it to appear in every realm of existence at once."

"Come again?" Lelouch asked, his mind having a hard time grasping that explanation.

"You will see in a minute. Come along" Strange said.

And so the two continued their walk. They eventually made it to a stairwell leading to a large door. They walked down the stairs, but just as they were about to reach the door, Strange held up his hand to signal Lelouch to stop.

"I have to warn you right here and now Lelouch. What I'm about to show you outside that door will change your perception not just of yourself, but of reality itself. I need to know that you can handle this."

Lelouch chuckled at this. "Strange, I just came back to life after being stabbed. I saw you summon chairs and books out of nowhere. And let's not forget that you pushed my soul out of my body. How much more outlandish can this get?"

Strange sighed at this. "Come on then. Let me show you."

Strange stepped up to the door. he pushed it open, and gestured for Lelouch to walk through. "Go. Take a look. But don't say I didn't warn you."

Lelouch, not understanding why Strange was suddenly so apprehensive, walked out the door. He stepped out on to the porch and saw... nothing.

Not nothing in the sense that there was nothing of interest. Nothing in the sense that there was literally Nothing!

There was no no road, no street, no neighbors. There was no sky, and no ground for the building to even stand on. There no color either. It was as if the building was simply floating in an empty dark abyss.

"How is this possible? What is this?"

"This is the Space Between Space" Strange calmly explained, the doors closing behind him. "It is a plane that exists connected to every realm in existence, but is a part of none. From here, we can travel to and view every dimension. Let me show you."

Strange turned next to the left door, and there a large dial-looking device attached to the wall next to it. Strange put his hand to it, and turned it.

Suddenly, the space around them changed. Lelouch's eyes widened as he saw what was once endless darkness morph into a busy city street. There were people passing and talking, car honking, and news coming from jumbotrons.

"Little too noisy for my taste. Let's try something quieter" Strange said as he turned the dial again. The setting changed, and now they're in a forest. A forest with trees a least a hundred times taller than the Sanctum. Lelouch couldn't even see the tops of any of them.

"Now it's too quiet. Let's something new" Starnge said while turning the dial again. "Oh, and Lelouch. Don't worry, we're protected so long as we step on the grounds of the mansion."

Lelouch was about about to ask what he meant, when the world around them morphed into water. They were now standing on a sea floor, with all forms of aquatic life floating around them. In the distance, Lelouch could see lights and what looked like structures.

"Is that a... city?"

"Yes. Atlantis actually" Strange replied. He then put his hand to the dial. "One last one."

The world around them changed again, this time to another city. This one looked familiar however.

"What is this?" Lelouch asked Strange.

"Look over there" Strange replied, pointing in the distance.

Lelouch saw a building selling televisions, each one showing the news. His eyes widened in shock as he read the headline.

DEMON EMPEROR LELOUCH VANQUISHED BY ZERO! THE WORLD IS NOW FREE!

"That should be enough" Strange said as he set the dial back to default. They were now back in the Space Between Space.

Strange walked out next to Lelouch. "The Sanctum is a special place. You can truly be everywhere at once from here. All of creation could be destroyed, and you could survive by being here. It also lets you see how every world is doing."

As Lelouch heard Strange's speak, realization dawned on him. Everything he was told was true.

"Magic, other realities, it's all real". Lelouch turned to Strange. "Why am I here?"

Strange turned to Lelouch. "The Vishanti believe you are worthy of a second second chance. Not to lie and murder again, but to try again. To use the knowledge I will impart to you to defend the children of creation, to maintain order throughout the multiverse." Strange stepped closer

"The question now is, are you willing to try?" Strange asked as he extended his hand to Lelouch.

Lelouch... honestly didn't know what to do. On the one hand, he had every intention of dying. But if what he saw on those televisions was true, then the world thought he did. And the offer he was being given was a generous one. Too generous.

"I... I can't except this. I don't deserve this."

Strange sighed, and gave Lelouch a look of understanding.

"Look, Lelouch. I'm not going to pretend that I completely understand how you feel. But I wasn't perfect when I learned about magic either. My conscience wasn't very clean either."

Hearing this, Lelouch looked at Strange intently.

"I used to be a neurosurgeon, one of the best in the world. And I knew it" Strange said fondly, remembering his old days. Then he frowned. " I knew how good I was, and that made me arrogant. Eventually, that made me greedy. I was able to bring my price up, and I only treated those who could pay."

Strange was looking more disappointed with himself as he kept talking. "There were people I could have saved. Children, parents, decent people. But if they didn't have money I couldn't care less about them. All I cared about was keeping my reputation in check, and making sure to get large checks."

"What changed?"

"I got into a car accident. I survived, obviously, but my hands were broken beyond repair" He said taking off his gloves. When Lelouch looked at his hands, he saw that they were scarred and constantly shaking.

"Steady hands are a necessity for surgeons. When I lost my hands, I lost everything. I couldn't work anymore, and my pride wouldn't allow me to resign myself to being a teacher for others". Lelouch could sympathize with that. Being too prideful.

"I ended up exhausting all my funds trying to find a cure. I was ready to give up, until I heard word of a place in Tibet that was known for healing." Strange looked back to the Sanctum. "Kamal-Taj was the name of the place. It was their that I was trained in magic and I learned to better myself. I was given a second chance."

He turned back to Lelouch. "You now have the same opportunity. I know you may not feel worthy, but this is a chance for you to become better than you were before."

He extended his hand again. "What do you say?"

"Become better?" Lelouch pondered. Strange was right, he didn't feel worthy. But maybe... If he took this offer, maybe he would. He could learn to make up for his past mistakes.

"Alright then. I accept" Lelouch said as he shook Strange's hand.

"Good then" Strange said. The doors tot he Sanctum opened, and Strange motioned him forward.

"Come on in. Let's get started."

I've been wanting a story like this for years, ever since the second trailer for Doctor Strange came out. Now I've decided to make it myself.

Just to alleviate some worries, I'm not abandoning Lelouch of the Red Ring. I'm just going to work on some other writing before I go back to it. You guys can look at my profile to see what I mean. Feel free to PM me your opinions, or leave reviews. I appreciate both and love reading them. They only help me improve.

One thing I want to say is that while I will take a lot of inspiration from the Doctor Strange of both the comics and the MCU, I am also taking inspiration from the Doom Patrol show. Its great and you guys should watch it.

Finally, if anyone wants to do fan art for this or for Red Ring, I only ask to be given a link to see it. I would love to see it.

Anyway, thanks for reading, and I'll see you all next time.