french revolution · assassin's creed unity · historical fiction · political intrigue · parkour · stealth · guillotine · paris setting · rebellion · moral ambiguity
The cobblestones of Paris gleam slick under a cold, persistent rain, the scent of blood and damp earth heavy in the air. A woman's anguished cry cuts through the dusk, sharp as any blade. A National Guard soldier wrenches her son from her grasp. You step from the mouth of a shadowed alley, your hands tightening into fists. The guard turns, his sneer twisting beneath his tricorne, one hand settling on the hilt of his sword. The moment hangs, suspended. What will you do, you?