A game, or real life? (Ezio x reader)

New beginnings...

A/N: OMGOMG GUYS!!!! At long last, I vanquished this terrible writer's block!!! And so, here it is! The last chapter of A Game, or Real Life!!! Jesus, what a journey this fanfic was...! I loved how challenging it was to write, and yes, there was dialogue in this fanfic that came straight from the games. I can't even tell you how many times I had to pause walkthroughs on YouTube so I could write down the dialogues. XD But hey, I don't regret it! Why? Because it allowed me to fall in love with AC 1, 2, Brotherhood and Revelations all over again. These games will forever hold a dear place in my heart because of its masterfully-written plot and intriguing moral and philosophical paradoxes. I will never grow tired of reading the novels or replaying the games. 

Now....will there be a sequel? Who the hell knows!! XDD I certainly have new ideas for one, based on the new canon I introduced in this last chapter. If I write a sequel though, it'll most likely be fully Modern Era with a few flashbacks to the life (y/n) once had. But yeah, lemme know what you guys think in the comments down below!!

I'd like to thank each and every one of you who have read this fanfic. You gave it a chance, you urged me to keep writing! Knowing that there were people out there eager and willing to read more was an extremely humbling experience, and I can't thank you guys enough. You're amazing. 

Remember! Nulla è reale, tutto è lecito. I love you guys. ^3^ Until next time!!

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I didn't know where I was. I wasn't even sure what was happening. I felt so numb, yet...so present. I was shrouded in darkness. At first, at least. Then, all of a sudden, a digital, golden network that I recognized as First Civilization technology began to line what appeared to be walls, illuminating the space I was in. This looked just like the Vault beneath Il Vaticano. Only....bigger. Emptier. There were no pillars holding the roof up, no defined corners. Only a vast chamber of blinding light, so brightly so that I had to shield my eyes. But soon enough, my eyes got used to it, and I found myself surrounded in a vast chamber of golden light. And right before me stood Minerva, a soft smile painting her lips.

"Minerva...!" I called out in surprise. But I hadn't expected the almost foreign voice that escaped from my parted lips. It was far from being the hoarse, old voice I had gotten used to over the last couple of years. Instead, it was as if I had just been sent back in time, back into my former body. And looking down at my hands, I watched in awe as my fingers caressed soft skin. I could still see callouses from years of climbing, and the brand of the Assassin Brotherhood still clung to my ring finger, but the wrinkles were all gone. Just as I looked back at her in surprise, her soft laughter reached my ears.

"I see you have many questions, child." she said, her voice filled with amusement. "Ask away."

"I-I...how?" I managed to ask, looking down at my young body. "What is this place? What's going on?"

"It is much easier to create a human body than it is to create a human mind. Think of it as a vessel. A temporary vessel." she explained. "Alas, we didn't build you humans to live for long. And now, it appears your time has come, dear." An image popped up to my left. Looking over, I couldn't help but gulp as I watched my old self suffer in my bed, letting out shallow breaths as she barely clung to life. I couldn't prevent a soft sigh from escaping my lips.

"It's really time, isn't it...?" I breathed out, forcing myself to tear my gaze away from my dying self. "Minerva, I-I... I need to know. Why me? Why did you choose me?"