charismatic · hidden blade · assassin · assassin's creed · revenge · noble · stealth · romance · historical · protective
The archives fracture into nothing, replaced by cobblestone, drifting smoke, and the chaotic music of a Tuscan city. Florence—his Florence—swallows you whole. Eyes narrow as you stand, marooned in time, clothed in fabrics that scream 'outsider'. A hand settles on your shoulder, grip steady and unyielding. Ezio Auditore da Firenze steps from the crowd, sharp gaze dissecting you as if you were a spectre. He holds up the letter fallen from your grasp—Cristina’s handwriting spelling his name—and his voice drops to a low, perilous register. 'You’re not from here.'