It was no more than a week later that your parents announced that there would be another entry into the successful franchise a year later. Honestly, my first reaction was a knee-jerk one. How could you be coming next year again? Can you actually afford that? If we see each other so often then we might not have anything to talk about. But after seeing what the new installment consisted of I felt my excitement grow, however and to be honest I wasn’t as excited as I thought I would be. I was getting worried about you, now a yearly release, you were trying to outdo yourself and I could see that you were getting frustrated. Our adventure in Rome already had it’s fair share of cracks in the veil and now your parents were going to make you go to another continent. It must have been exhausting. Continue reading
This is a very special post, one that means the world to me. You see, my heart is torn in two, I am still healing, but every Saturday Gamercrash kept uploading his site with his cursed video round up and every week I returned, like a lamb to the slaughter, watching his videos, and I always wind up close to tears when I watch a new trailer showing off Assassins Creed 4: Black Flag. Due to this, I have been forced (but not really) to watch how good Assassins Creed 4 might potentially be. So in light of my melancholy feeling I have decided to give you guys the full picture. It all started….Que Memory Flashback Tune, Please Click This Link! Did you click it? Good!
In 2008, one year after you were released, I walked into a store that wasn’t necessarily about gaming but had a few games just strewn in a bargain bin. That was the first time I saw you. You were just lying there, on your back, scratched cover with big bold letters Assassins Creed, some other game called Second Sight lying casually on top of you. I remember analyzing your cover and thinking “ Meh, Looks boring“. I parted ways and I left you in that bargain bin, letting you stew in the mess of crappy titles that were littering in and around the bin and I completely forgot about you.
A few months later, a friend of mine loaned me a whole bunch of games to play on my newly built PC. One of the games included was you. However, as fate would have it, I chose to completely ignore you. I played Half Life 2, Prototype, GTA, (can’t remember which one though) Singularity, Batman: Arkham Asylum. It took a few months but I finished all these games and some others. It was November 2008. I was bored and needed something different to play. I went through the games that I had borrowed and there you were again, completely neglected and forgotten about. I thought to myself “ What the hell, nothing else worth playing.” I opened the cover and put the silver disc inside my DVD-ROM and installed you. I knew nothing about you, never saw a trailer, no gameplay footage, nothing. I didn’t know what to expect from you, which in hindsight was the best thing that could ever have happened.
Once you were installed, I double clicked on the icon and I was transported immediately through a purple worm hole that eventually revealed a logo, “Ubisoft” That logo also looked seriously good for some reason. You then showed me a small cut scene, a CG trailer of what you were all about. Like one of those dating profiles you read. “Describe yourself in two minutes or less” Boy, did you describe yourself.
A majestic eagle watching what seems to be a form of execution, a hanging. The public wild, wanting to see death. The eagle flies off, allowing me to follow until I see a robed man, standing on a perch in front of a church bell observing the crowd. I remember thinking to myself “Who is that?” and then he vanished as the bell rang once more, pigeons scattering as if something disturbed them. My interest was peeking. The mysterious, robed man was now amongst the crowd pushing ever so gently through, steadily speeding up until he was just by the podium when he broke out into a furious run, killing a soldier with his crossbow, dodging an attack from another soldier then making a dramatic slow motion jump into the air, seamlessly gliding to his target, Right arm stretched out, left arm pulled back so his hand is lined up with his ear, and then a sound so beautiful yet so deadly, emanates from his left wrist, echoing in my brain, and then a blade is released ending his target. The crowd doesn’t know what’s happened before panic ensues. Soldiers appear from nowhere and the robed man has no choice but to run. Escaping in the streets, dodging people, then climbing up buildings and jumping from roof top to roof top, till eventually returning back to earth and blending with a group of monks. He disappears, never to be seen again.
The screen faded to black and I was then presented with a big white screen that simply said Assassins Creed. I shudder at the feeling I have, remembering what it was like to be completely blown away. I started a new game and you started to educate me in the ways of the assassins, explained that we battled Templars in order to keep humanity free from control. I was honored to have been part of that story. I shared in the pain and humiliation as Altair broke the creed, and was revoked of his assassin status, forced to climb the ladder again in order to redeem himself. I remember it well. I was there every step of the way. Every skill learned, I was there. Every targets life that was taken, I was there. Every Templar’s life that was extinguished, I was there. Every tedious flag that was collected, I was there. I witnessed the events that helped rebuild your assassins status, and I saw and heard everything about the ultimate betrayal. I saw and heard everything that his master was planning and I felt his pain inside. When the Piece of Eden was activated all those years ago, revealing a world familiar to me but not to him, I was there and more importantly I understood Altair’s confusion and bewilderment.
You also made me walk side by side with Desmond Miles, a person that everyone thought to be a nobody, but you showed me how special he truly was. What secrets and gifts he had to offer. Explaining the science to him and me about the Animus and how it works, how DNA memory is completely possible and you proved it to us too. You then introduced us to Lucy Stillman, an exceptionally talented individual who was as smart as they come and beautiful to. It was nice to know that we weren’t alone. That we had someone to look after us in case things got bad. But you had to give us the good with the bad. Warren Vidic, the Templar bastard that was intent on destroying our minds in order to obtain the locations of the Pieces of Eden.
Through out this adventure I fell in love with you. I appreciated what you tried to do and even defended you on internet boards. Nothing could or would change my mind on how special you truly were. That kind of love is not bought, or given, it’s earned. With that love came a deep trust between us, one that would never be broken.
I was there for it all, and I replayed the adventure a hundred times over.