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Mother...Father....I am sorry
I have failed you both.
I made a promise to protect our people. I thought....
I thought if I could stop the Templars
If I could keep the revolution free from their influence
that those I supported would do what was right. They did...I suppose..
do what was "right", what was right for them......As for you father....
I thought I might unite us. That we would forget the past
and forge a better future.
In time I believed you could be made to see the world as I did.
To understand.
But it was just a dream.
This too I should have known.
Were we not meant to live in peace then!?
Is that it??
Are we going to argue? To fight??
So many voices.
Each demanding something else.
It has been hard times but never harder then today...
To see all i've worked for...
Perverted. Discarded. Forgotten.
You would say I have described the whole of history father.
Are you smiling then?
Hoping I might speak words you long to hear....to validate you?
To say that all along you were right??
I will NOT.
Even now, faced as I am with the truth of your cold words
I refuse, because I believe things can still change!
I may never succeed,
the Assassin's may struggle another thousand years in vain, but we will not stop.
Compromise.
That is what everyone has insisted upon.
And so I have learned it.
But differently then most I think.
I realize now that it will take time.
That the road ahead is long and shrouded in darkness. It is a road that will not always take me where I wish to go.
And I doubt that I will live to see its end. But I will travel down it none-the-less.
For at my side walks hope.
In the face of all that insists I turn back,
I carry on. This....
This is my compromise (Assassin's Creed III)