Part One: Maia Hirsch (original character based off Assassin’s Creed: III, modern setting)
There was very little time left. Tick. Tick. Tick. It was like someone installed a clock in my brain, I could feel each movement of the arms pound against my skull. Time kept moving, no matter how much I needed a miracle, for time to freeze and allow me to catch a breath. But I couldn’t. I was mentally, physically and emotionally exhausted. We all were. But it was selfish to reflect on how I felt. How could I possibly moan and groan when the world depended on us to save it unwillingly? The First Civilization had been cryptic - up until now, that is. The end is nigh. I can’t process it still. If we don’t find that key before the 21st of December... The whole world burns. History. Repeats. It suffocates me. The responsibility of it all... It’s an unwaveringly ghost haunting my dreams, an unmoving veil over my positive thoughts, an unfading light on the reality of it all. It terrorizes me. But I can’t cave in. Not when we’ve come this far, seen this much. I owe this planet and all it’s citizens a chance to life. So I shall deliver my best attempt, and hope it is enough.