Introduction: Dear Me

Dear future self,

My life is no longer mine it seems. I wanted adventure and love but now I find myself in a rather iconic predicament. Of course I back in Ezio's time period but the time has move on without me. When the gods or whatever forced me into the future the year was 1486 however I now find myself in 1492. A six year difference and the weirdest part I haven't aged...at all. I can't believe he found me and I can't believe where I am living now. They took me in without knowing who and where I came from. Of course I'm suspicious and unsure of this outcome, but honestly I don't care. I miss Ezio. But somehow I find myself not caring about the gods/ones-who-came-before, the Creed or anyone but myself. I know it's selfish and I know eventually I will do the right thing.

Sincerely, Daniela.