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... Everything is permitted.
What is real? What is not?
Is she just turning crazy, or are other powers at work?
One thing is clear: Kohana will get to the bottom of this and maybe change the whole Ninja-World at the same time.S.I. Third Shinobi World War
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- Part 1 of The Legend of the Eagle Sage
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‘Just us.’ His thoughts strayed as he rolled the Apple around in his palm. The cool metal felt nice against his skin. The amber light of the lantern reflected off of the glossy surface. ‘It would be nice to live in a world where there was more time for us.’
Altaïr knew it was selfish to think that. He loved Malik, and this thing they had going on between them was still delicate. The days that went by they were working on strengthening these feelings, but their responsibilities and duties to Masyaf were constantly taking priority.
‘I need to make more time for us.’ He knew it would never truly happen if he didn't first put in the effort to see that change. A life where they had time for one another.
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Altaïr realizes he should have been more careful with his wishes when holding the Apple, when he wakes up in a world where Malik rules Masyaf as well as a certain Eagle's heart with a firm hand. It's up to Altaïr to heal the broken man he loves that hides on that lonely mountain top. -
Of White Doves and Olive Branches by BlueEyedArcher
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types
14 Jul 2025
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One minute Desmond was standing in the Isu Temple flash cooking his own arm through the power of First Civ tech, and the next he's running through the streets of Jerusalem in a panic to escape pursuing Templar Knights.
In a strange twist of events, it would seem his prayers for a second chance were finally answered but in the worst possible fashion he could think of. Taken into Templar custody, he's fearful of what his fate will hold under the watchful eyes of one Robert de Sablé.
He could only hope their hospitality practices were better than Abstergo's.
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In the catastrophic aftermath of the battle of Masyaf, Robert de Sablé and his men are grieving their fallen comrades when a strange man in strange clothes with a grotesque burn on his arm falls into their care. Stricken with illness from the sweltering Jerusalem heat, Robert takes the injured and ill man back to their base to recover. As details about their newest charge unfold, speculation about his origins circles the ranks.However, one thing is for certain. Robert isn't going to let another life slip through his fingers if he can help it.
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You'd think that saving the world from a coronal mass ejection would make things easier afterwards, huh? Everything is permitted, I guess...
For a while, I'd been living a new life. NYC, bartender at Bad Weather. It was a simple life, perhaps too ordinary for some. But it was my life. One that I sometimes wish I were still living. But these days are long behind me. For thousands of years, we, the Assassins, have fought the Templar Order. We fight to free minds, spread knowledge to the masses. The Templars fight for the the opposite, to control and subdue the masses. I've seen this fight through my own eyes. Through the Animus.
It reads our genetic memories, letting us relive the lives of our ancestors. First, I was Altair Ibn-La'Ahad. My Levantine Ancestor from the crusades. Then, I was Ezio Auditore da Firenze. My ancestor from the Italian Renaissance. Most recently, I became Ratonhnhaké:ton. My Mohawk ancestor from the American Revolution. Through the Animus, I've gained their skills and knowledge.
But there's something far worse coming than the Templars, or the solar flare that wiped out those who came before. Juno is coming, and we need to prepare.
My name is Desmond Miles, and this is my story.
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“Thousands of years, innumerable calculations, infinite factors… and you believe it all accumulates into just two simple paths?” Tinia raised an imperious eyebrow. His pale eyes bored into Desmond’s.
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His watch beeped on his wrist: one minute left. One minute to make his decision – fry the world, save the world, or change the world.*****
Tinia shows up at the end of the world and Desmond takes the third option.
In renaissance Italy, a family is reunited to work together to bring down the Templar Order.
But a man living within an Apple of Eden has another task for them. Long held history and secrets will be revealed as they all fight to save the future of the world. -
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Altaïr refused to let go. His fingers held on with the ferocity of a feral dog’s teeth, clamping down upon the orb with the determination to break bone before he'd give up.
Unable to see through the stinging pain of his eyes, as tears of agitation welled up with the interference of the dust, he attempted to parse out the vague shadows and pale silhouette of white clad bodies. Shifting to eagle vision to tell friend from foe apart, he tugged back on the orb with a cry of defiance.
“You shall not triumph this day, Templar!”
Robert hissed stubbornly in return. “Give up already, Assassin. This struggle is futile!”
“I'm not the one that is outnumbered here.” The assassin remarked with a haughty note to his voice. The shifting blue figures of his comrades closed in after finishing the remaining red body set before them. All that remained was the golden silhouette of their target to take care of.
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The events of Solomon's Temple pan out differently than expected, altering the course of fate and the intricately woven lives subjected to its whims, with Altaïr directly at its center. -
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Seventeen is all smiles and mysteries - never lying but never telling the whole truth either. While hunting templars and chasing the playful man all for years across Florence’s rooftops and Venice’s carnivals, Ezio isn't quite sure what to think of him. Turns out he knows quite a lot about rewriting history...
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- Part 2 of Of feathers and blades
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'What is happening?’
‘What is the last thing I remember?’ He gave himself that one simple directive. Coaxing his mind to sift through information felt like trudging blindly through a dense fog in a rocky field. He didn't know what he was even looking for.
What did he remember doing before this?
He remembered-
‘Hot sun and the taste of pomegranates on his tongue as he sipped the cool refreshing juice from a cup. Mint leaves steeped carefully to add a crispness to the honey sweetened flavor that danced across his taste buds. The view of the mountains in the arid evening was a beautiful one as he perched upon the balcony of Masyaf castle. Malik sat beside him, reclined back with a cushion stuffed against his back as he used a stone pillar to support himself with one leg easily dangling off the ledge. His lone hand raised his cup to his lips as he sipped the same refreshing drink Altaïr was indulging in. A well earned reprieve after a long hot day tending to their duties as the new mentors of Masyaf.’
He remembered pleasant memories as Masyaf healed from the pain Al Mualim inflicted on them all. So how did he get to here?
It was a question he was eager to know the answer to.
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‘Rinascita’ by RoosjeM
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types, Assassin's Creed Brotherhood
22 May 2025
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There was something about the Renaissance that was both incredibly overwhelming as well as painfully familiar.
In many ways, it felt like home. In other ways, it was nothing like Desmond had expected it to be.The Animus was not entirely accurate in its depiction of the time. It left some things out and changed others but it was definitely close enough for Desmond to get by. Rome was very different from how it was in Desmond’s time but the layout was mostly the same as were the larger buildings like the Colosseum and the Vatican.
It made Desmond believe everything had all been a bad dream. That he was still underneath Villa Auditore, hiding from the Templars while spending countless hours inside the Animus. Only when he got out of the Temple and got to the surface did he realise that this was not the case. This was not just Heavy Bleeding, like Desmond experienced the past few weeks, this was real. Terrified at the implications, Desmond did what he had been taught to do best.
He hid.
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- Part 3 of Mar's Writes Rare Pairs
- Part 1 of Mar Writes Assassins Creed
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Becoming a Godhunter Part 1 by Desmond_the_Badassest for Aelwyn, yourlocalbirb
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types
14 May 2025
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Two friends in a British foster home, Clara and Sam (short for Samaresh) are kidnapped by Abstergo when an unnaturally high amount of Isu genes (normal for Assassins, mind you) are found in their blood (typical Abstergo).
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And it just spirals from there.Series
- Part 1 of The Chosen One(Red Series)
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They loved Desmond Miles enough to shape the world for him.
And they loved him that much for a reason. For lots of little reasons. Lots of little moments, spread out across their few decades with him.
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- Part 3 of We Waited Centuries For You
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A lost angel is following him. Appears and disappears, grating on his nerves. Altair is certain he'll lose his mind before he ever figures out why this is happening.
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- Part 1 of Of feathers and blades
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The Cracks Between Runes by daddy_eivor (Anonymously_speaking)
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types
01 Apr 2025
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Rosta Jarlskona leads Heilboer with strength and dignity. As political forces in Norway drive their clan to England, Eivor finds nothing is ever forgiven, even deeds in past lives.
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When a long-buried Isu artifact fractures Altaïr into the warring faucets of his own identity, Malik is left as the sole witness to a battle that cannot be fought with blades alone.
As the conflict spirals, he sees the truth: this is not a battle of dominance but of acceptance. No part of Altaïr can truly destroy the others. He can only reclaim them.
But whether he will—whether he can face himself as a whole—remains to be seen.
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Every Year I Pass the Anniversary of My Death by Skybyte
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types
16 Mar 2025
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Desmond fails to die as intended. This has a bit of an effect on the timeline.
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Basim inherits more of Loki's pain.
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Ripples in a Reflection by Wynottmeow
Fandoms: Vikings (TV), Assassin's Creed - All Media Types
01 Jan 2025
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Minerva had saved him, in her own way. And in doing so merged him with an Apple, or so he thinks. Desmond sees it differently.
Is he supposed to be thankful she let him burn, rebuilt him and then left him stranded somewhere far, far away?Strangely, the people here seemed to be mistaking him for someone named 'Athelstan'.
On the upside, he's never alone, the various Assassins of old seemed to be chatty enough, in his head. Giving him a family he never had and never knew he wanted.
Another AU exploring dimension travelling and Isu-fuckery: What would happen if a certain assassin looks a lot like a certain priest. With strange memories? Dreams? A figment of his imagination? Plaguing him. A twin-story? Or a doppelgänger?
I used the 'Graphic description of violence' warning but really if you watched the show...it should be expected.
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tabula in naufragio by snarwor for esama
Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media Types, The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics)
24 Dec 2024
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Latin, 'last plank in a shipwreck.' Typically used to refer to last-ditch efforts in a dire situation.
Or, Death interrupts Desmond's Grand Temple Run to rescue her brother in time to save the world.
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Desmond wakes up after the first catastrophe that killed off most of the Isus in a prison turned refugee fortress.
Revived by Minerva in an Isu body, Desmond spends his day trying to get used to his new life.
But there's still one big mystery that he can't shake of.
Why hasn't Minerva notice that her assistant looks exactly like Altaïr? -
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Juno knows she has time, centuries before she can even begin to make her plans come to fruition and be freed from imprisonment, being an Isu she has control over time itself
So why not allievate the boredom when a young thirteen year old Ratonhnhake:ton touches her Piece of Eden?