Assassins Creed System - Chapter 1 Prologue

Hello, I no longer remember the name I used to use however what I do know was that I grew up fairly well. My father left my mother before I was born but after some years he came back and from then on I went to see him every other weekend which was the best thing ever according to me as I got to play his console and eat all the stuff I wanted.

Growing up I was quite an outgoing kid however as the times changed to become more technologically advanced everyone stopped playing, at least outside. Consoles took over and most people started staying in and not coming out anymore so wanting to play with them I joined them and eventually became a shut in. What cemented my lifestyle as a shut in though was my mothers death, I had just moved out and gotten my own apartment. On the way to visit my apartment as I had forgotten to visit her as I had promised her she was run down by a car escaping from the cops. I was worse after my mothers death, I was a shut in before but to escape the pain of her death I grew to become extremely apathetic to the point I thought that I could probably kill and not feel a damn thing therefore I threw myself into games to give myself some sort of gratification through the completion of the games and I mean completion, not just playing the main story and then moving on, I mean every little thing that could be done whether it be the little feathers or the treasure chests to collect in Assassins Creed II. However it was only for an instant before I was already moving onto the next game.

I completed game after game and eventually gained the nickname ‘Perfectionist’ in the gaming community as it didn’t matter which game I started I played it till completion or till I was number one on the leaderboard.

The Assassins Creed series of games was what made me feel the best as it was one of those games where the difficulty was set and couldn’t be changed so you either passed where you were or stay stuck, of course there are other games similar but they just didn’t stick with me the same as Assassins Creed did. It may be because it was my first game that I played like that or it could be that the storyline was what hooked me, could be both.

Although Assassins Creed is my favourite game, and yes although I am dead and can no longer play it, it is still my favourite game however I hadn’t played the complete series of the games as there were DLC’s with mini-stories or just others made after Desmond’s death that I just didn’t like. I played Black Flag (One of the only games I played that didn’t have Desmond), that was good, but I didn’t really play any other games after that. Unity, Syndicate etc. were all Assassin’s Creed I missed out on, I don’t know if it was some sort of subconcious rejection to them due to Desmond not being in it but even when I had the money I didn’t buy them.

The games made me feel better as in the sense of accomplishment as there was no difficulty setting, it was basically get through it or stay stuck where you are. I know there were other games just like it, I don’t know why but even then it was still my favourite.

Another favourite pass time for me was to read, especially cultivation and fan-fic novels. Other than reading though I liked watching anime and reading manga. Although I watched bits of anime and read bits of manga it was mostly mainstream stuff, some underground stuff that wasn’t really discovered yet was extremely good.

My favourite anime would have to be Naruto, although it wasn’t for the main story itself that I liked it. I liked it because Namikaze Minato the Yondaime was awesome using just the Flying Thunder God he made himself the name Yellow Flash of Konoha. I also liked the anime because I felt drawn a certain character as well Mitarashi Anko, and before you say ‘its probably her looks’, you would only be half right as I also identified with her as she was constantly in pain yet hid it beneath a facade. Yes, she was known to seek men out

t but who wouldn’t seek out some relief for the pain. I would have probably been the same if I had been the same outgoing person I was at a young age before my mother’s death.

My love for the game went so far that for every halloween since the game was released I dressed as Altair, I even went to a couple comicons dressed as him in the black armour that you find as Ezio. Speaking of comicons, it was on my way to comicon when I died.

I was visiting London for the MCM Comiccon, however I never made it as on my way there there was a terrorist attack. Just as we were getting past the busiest streets a suicide bomber had jumped out detonated himself next to the bus. Not so near that the bus also exploded but near enough that the bus would be hit by the blast and shrapnel from the bomb. Normally I would have just protected myself and left the others to die in the fall out however in that moment in the corner of my eye I see a mother with her son curling behind her while she protects him as much as she can. My perception of time slowed as I noticed a pieces of shrapnel flying towards the mother and son pair and I honestly don’t know why or how I did what I did but before I knew it I was at the other end of the bus facing towards the duo and smiled whilst being pierced by the shrapnel.

There I am, lying with pieces of shrapnel within my body as I lay quietly accepting th darkness that slowly encroaches upon me with evry second I lose blood. Although it was quite painful I kept that smile upon my face and said to the boy that was currently petrified behind his mother.

“Grow up strong and smart kid and you can protect others as I did you”

Finishing those words whatever was keeping that last bit of darkness from approaching disapearred. Funny, isn’t it. Me, one of the most apathetic people on the planet yet I died with a smile on my face. Maybe it was to comfort them as I fell down dying from the shrapnel or it could have been the sense of satisfaction I felt from doing something with myself for once.