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Some Attempt at a poem for what were and are called The Great Wilderness Laws, which were and are not just mere codes of honour but also in fact were and are rules and laws and even honour and conduct codes and life and other standard based and others amongst codes older than any made by humans or the likes of humans whether on this or on any other a local life bearing planet, let alone the likes. Also called "The Great Laws Of The Jungles", "The Rules Of The Ocean And Sea Shore Beaches", "The Great Laws Of The Forests", "The Great Laws Of The Seas And Oceans", "The Great Laws Of The Sand Dune And Rocky Barren Wasteland Deserts" and all the likes, more of all of it and all its true meanings are all whatsoever to attempt thus in order to address. It is all so very partially done as far as attempts to, in the both whilst of old fashioned writing style with inspiration from ones from among the likes of Rudyard Kipling.

Witness the story of the ancient Chinese Assassin Shun Jun.

Felix Le Heureux. Traitor. Guild Master. And dead. Thanks to Ezio Auditore. But what about when Felix's best student seeks revenge for their Masters death? Will Ezio meet up to their challenge, or quake in their presence? -- "I am looking for Ezio Auditore Da Firenze. Someone better tell me where he is." I said, pulling my sword from it's sheath. "I am Ezio Auditore Da Firenze." The other assassin said doing the same and stepping towards me.  I made a "come on" motion with my hand. He rushed at me. I stepped aside kicking out hitting him on the back  of his knees. He stumbled but caught himself before he fell. I swung my sword towards his neck but he rolled out of the way, bringing his sword up. Our swords clashed together, grinding my teeth together I pushed. I heard a snick as Ezio released his blade. I dodged out of the way as he tried to stab me with his blade. He brought his sword up, hitting me with the hilt in the head.

I didn't want it to come down to this. I did it for my family. I didn't mean to betray anyone. and I definitely didn't think I'd get any help doing it.

When Sarha was a baby Achilles found her in the forest. He took her in and raised her as his own. Protecting her from the Templars and training her to be an Assassin with out her knowing it. But things start getting strange when Sarha starts controlling people, remembering strange things like metal birds in the sky and stange music that she can't help but sing. Then she meets Ratonhnhaké:ton a native boy asking to be trained as an Assassin. Sarha finds him very familiar but she does not know why.