D'assassiner Un Coeur

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I loved being an assassin; it was in my blood, coursed through my veins… and shone through my blade. It was the 2012 and I was currently battling the templar’s in France…on my annual spring break no less. They had attempted to corner me but, their plans went up in smoke as I slaughtered them where they stood once before me. One detail I had failed to notice was that one had escaped my eye sight and stabbed me through my stomach with his own blade which should have killed me in an instant; or so I thought.

Somehow…some way…I appeared in a strange place. I don’t know how I got there or why I was there but, I knew for a fact that this wasn’t Marseille, France.


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