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AI art "Order of White Knight" featuring #Lelouch Lamperouge, #Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion and #zetaCollab

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Order of White Knight

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PixAI × zeta Original Character Creation Contest 2026 #zetaCollab

#Lelouch Lamperouge #Code Geass: Lelouch of the Rebellion

Veröffentlicht: Oct 28, 2026

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character: lelouch_vi_britannia, cornelia_li_britannia, marianne_vi_britannia, nonette_enneagram, marrybell_mel_britannia, dorothea_ernst, copyright: code_geass 6girls, 1boy, lelouch vi britannia, cornelia li britannia, nonette enneagram, dorothea ernst, marianne vi britannia, marrybell mel britannia, sitting on throne, smirking, seductive eyes, seductive smile, aroused expression, holding sword, knight of the round uniform, white and gold military outfit, gold epaulets, long white slit open skirt, black gloves, black knight cloak, gold decoration, huge thighs, torn long pantyhose, bare sideboob, bare midriff, covered nipples, white-gold suit, black hair, short hair, sidelocks, purple eyes, purple hair, long hair, brown hair, very long hair, blunt bangs, orange hair, parted hair, blue eyes, blonde hair, short hair, green eyes, dark skin, single braid, asymmetrical hair, floating hair, from below, wide shot, dutch angle, group shot, looking at viewer, open mouth, grin, half-closed eyes, parted lips, head tilt, crossed legs, throne room, dramatic lighting, The camera sits low and slightly tilted, looking up a short flight of black marble steps at a vast gilded throne dais, so that six figures tower into the frame against a dark vaulted hall: the one man seated at the center of the throne, five women arrayed on the steps and flanking the dais around him. At the center, a young man with straight black hair cut short and long sidelocks framing his jaw sits deep in the throne, one leg crossed over the other at the knee, his gloved hands loose on the armrests, spine angled back against the high backrest so his chin lifts and he regards the camera from under lowered lids; his purple eyes are narrowed and heavy-lidded, and one corner of his mouth is pulled up in a slow one-sided smirk, the other corner flat, chin tilted slightly down while his eyes rake upward — a look that reads as seductive and knowing. He wears a white and gold suit: a tailored white coat with gold trim running the lapels and cuffs, a high-collar shirt beneath, gold buttons down the front, gold epaulets with hanging fringe on both shoulders, and black gloves on both hands, fingers curled around the armrest ends. To his left, on the top step, a woman with long wavy purple hair stands with her weight on her back leg, hip cocked, her sword held point-down with both black-gloved hands stacked over the pommel so the blade rests against the step; her chin is dipped and she looks up from under her brow with a seductive smile, one eyebrow raised, lips parted, a flush high on her cheeks. She wears the Knight of the Round uniform: a white and gold military jacket cropped above a bare midriff, gold epaulets on the shoulders, a deep V opening that leaves the sides of her breasts bare while the front of the jacket closes over the bust, and a long white skirt slit open along the hip so the opening falls away and shows one whole leg; beneath the slit, black pantyhose runs down the visible leg in long torn runs, the ladders splitting across the thigh. A heavy black knight cloak hangs from her shoulders and pools behind her heels on the step. Beside her, a shorter woman with cropped blonde hair stands turned half away and looks back over her shoulder at the camera, sword shouldered and resting against her collarbone with one gloved hand on the grip, her other hand on her hip; the same white and gold uniform, gold epaulets, bare midriff, bare sideboob at the open V, the slit skirt opened over one thigh, torn black pantyhose laddered down the leg, black cloak swinging out behind her as if she has just turned. She grins wide and open-mouthed, eyes half closed, cheeks flushed. On the right of the throne, a woman with very long straight brown hair and blunt bangs stands square to the camera, both black-gloved hands wrapped around the hilt of a greatsword planted point-down on the step between her feet; she leans her weight forward onto the sword so her shoulders roll and her chest pushes against the open V of the jacket; the same white and gold uniform with gold epaulets, bare midriff above the belt, bare sideboob at the sides of the open jacket, long white slit skirt opened high over her hip, torn black pantyhose running in long splits down her thighs, black knight cloak falling behind her. Her purple eyes are half lidded, her lips curve in a slow seductive smile, and her tongue presses just behind her teeth. Beside her, a woman with long orange hair parted and floating loosely stands with her sword lowered at her side, blade angled across her body, one gloved hand on the grip and the other lifted to brush the hair from her cheek; her weight is on one leg, the other knee bent and toe pointed, so the slit of the white skirt falls open and the torn black pantyhose shows through in ragged runs; the same white and gold uniform, gold epaulets, bare midriff, bare sideboob, black cloak hanging off one shoulder. She looks at the camera with a flushed, aroused expression, mouth slightly open, blue eyes soft and heavy. At the near right end of the lowest step, a dark-skinned woman with black hair in a single thick braid falling over one shoulder crouches with one knee down on the step edge, her sword laid across that knee and held by both black-gloved hands; the white and gold uniform with gold epaulets, bare midriff, bare sideboob at the open V, the long white slit skirt spread over her bent thigh, torn black pantyhose split in long runs over the knee, black knight cloak draping off her back to the marble. Her green eyes look up at the camera and her seductive smile is lopsided, a flush across her cheeks. All five women wear the same white-and-gold palette with gold fringe, gold frogging and gold piping on cuffs and collars; the black cloaks and black gloves and black torn pantyhose counter the white. The hall behind them is dark: tall columns rising out of frame, high narrow windows letting cold blue-grey light slant in from behind and above, and a row of iron candelabra along the dais edge whose warm orange flames are the only warm source in the foreground, striking up under every jaw and along every bared shoulder and thigh, so highlights sit on the tops of the thighs and the undersides of the chins while the far vaults fall to black. Long shadows from the standing women stretch down the steps toward the camera. The gilded throne shows the seated man's silhouette doubled in its polished backrest, but dimmer and softer than the man himself. The palette is white, gold and black against cold grey-blue shadow, warmed only by candlelight. Dramatic, haughty.

Order of White Knight

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