William suddenly found himself standing in a back alley of some sort.
Previously he was in a tunnel and now he's in a strange alley. That doesn't really look like you'd normally see in any modern city.
Judging by the medieval architecture with the wattle and daub style buildings around them. That's more common in the past than in the present as the construction method is vastly different.
What are wattle and daub? Well, it's the building style you see in movies and cartoons, where you have a wooden frame around a white wall.
Just so you know if you're wondering 'why is there wood around the wall?'
Why don't they just make concrete blocks of houses as we do today? Why would they put wood around the wall?
Well... you see the walls doesn't actually support the building. It's actually the wooden frame around the wall that's actually supporting the whole structure.
That wall you see is simply made of a mixture of mud, clay, poop (that's where the daub in the name comes from as daub pretty much means mud) and straw with thin layer of sticks to keep it together (this is where the whattle come from) then a plaster over it to make it more pleasing to the eye.
So the walls are basically made out of mud and it's not as sturdy as modern walls are.
Interestingly enough as a side note, I'm sure people have heard stories people getting sent flying through walls. People might think that's just all made up, but even the tallest tale would have some truths within it.
Suffice to say stories might not be as far-fetched as we thought they were after all.
While there's no way people are getting set flying through concrete or brick walls short of getting shot out of a cannon.
But what if the walls are made of mud and straws? The possibility shots up immediately. It stands to reason that the story most likely originated from medieval Europe from the peasants during a bar fight.
Anyway, William wondered where he was as he looks around examining the place.
It all looked foreign and yet familiar.
Foreign as this scene shouldn't appear in modern day earth, familiar as he has seen similar architectural styles during his time in the animus.
This scene should only appear in the past back when his ancestors still walked the earth.
Nobody in their right mind would ever want their house made out of poop.
Well... The developed countries that is.
'Although in parts of Africa they still have huts made with poop and still have a tribal lifestyle, but their architectural style sure as hell isn't like this! Or in such a scale!' William thought as he climbs up the buildings to reach the top.
What greeted him is a whole city built pretty much the same as he has seen so far and right in the middle of the city is a castle.
Now, since he is not brain dead and would insist that he's still on modern day earth. So the next thought that came to him is that he's perhaps in the animus.
Although the has no recollection after that bright flash of light during his final confrontation with that assassin girl, but let's assume that he was knocked unconscious for a moment.
Why would they put him in the animus? Or who would put him in the animus in the first place?
Since the assassins were sent to kill him, he pretty sure that it's not them and the only other option is the Templars.
But why would they? He's been cooperating nicely and telling them everything he knows.
Let's put that aside for a moment why he is still in his body wearing the same clothes before he loses his conciseness? Since he's reliving his ancestor's memories, why would he be wearing clothes although made to look period correct but none the less made with modern fabrics?
Clearly, the previous times he was in the animus the clothes clearly didn't feel this comfortable.
Next is his body, he's very sure it's his body living in the real world. He has been to the animus countless and this doesn't feel like he's in the animus.
William tried to put all the facts together but frowns at the conclusion he has made.
'So firstly I'm not on present-day earth, next is I'm not in the animus reliving my ancestor's memory... so leaves... ...where the hell am I?!' William wonders as he tries to think where he's currently at.
Try as he might, he still came up empty when trying to think where he's now.
Well... there's a few wild theory like time travel, dimension hopping to this all is simply a computer program and he just happened to jumped to another server.
Since he can't think of anything he thought why not just go down and have a look around, perhaps the locals would help him in that regard.
Of course, he's not just going to march down there and start saying "where am I? What year is it?" Like a crazy person.
The last thing William needs is to be burned at the stake for being crazy.
You know there's a lot of people down below talking loudly, it would be easy to eavesdrop a few of their conversations and hopefully piece together where or when he is.
He could look at the language, food prices or even what a vegetable looks like to indicate where or when he's at.
Let me explain how's he going to pinpoint his general location and time with each of these things.
Firstly language, now we all know different places speak a different language but you see languages also changes through the passage of time.
Like the English Shakespeare spoke and the modern English is very different, like with the usage of certain words like thou or how they pronunciation of those words.
Now, this is due to a variety of different factors like the vowel shifts, influenced by foreign languages and such.
When the Vikings invaded they did more than just pillage, they also indirectly changed the English language into the one we know today.
Like the English word for egg as an example, it's the same word the Danes uses for... an egg. Well, they spell it like aeg but that's minor details.
Or how pig and pork are essentially the same thing. One word is used by the Nobles of England at the time, this is due to an effort by the nobles of the time to be more noble-ish like the French so they started speaking French. The other is used by the everyday peasants.
In the Middle Ages it's not strange for the ruling nobles to speak in an entirely different language then the peasants they lord over.
As for vegetables? Well, you see the vegetables we see in the supermarket today is vastly different from their medieval counterparts.
Like tomatoes for example. They were originally not red or that big. They were originally from Central America, they were small like cherry tomatoes and they were colored yellow. It's amazing how a few hundred years of cultivation could do.
Now put all these facts together and William should be able to find out where he is.
Not to mention since he has actually lived through the lifetimes of his ancestors through the animus, he should be able to pick up on these minute details.
With all that said it's now time to explore the waters.
William climbs down from the roof to an alley before exiting out to the main street, of course that is not before he finds a piece of Laundry hanging around to wrap his sparkly golden sword. Having that thing out in a foreign medieval-like environment is just begging for trouble.
He walks around for a bit all the while paying attention to the conversions happening all around him.
One thing he found is that the natives seem to be speaking a strange dialect of German he has never heard of before. The closest he could get is Late Medieval High German around Austria, Southern Germany and Switzerland.
William can only vaguely understand a few words the locals are speaking.
Judging by the clothing fashion it seems to be late medieval or early Renaissance, although there are quite a few peculiarities in some of them but he putts those aside for the moment.
While exploring around he can across a... a... Midget District? Oooookay?
William quirks us eyebrows as he frowns at the strange scene.
'never knew or heard of any midget communities occupying an entire District back in the Renaissance age.' William thought
With fully armored dwarfs with full-length beard guarding the district filled with similarly short people. William didn't get closer as nobody seems to be getting near the place.
He continues on walking until he arrived near a temple of some sort with priests holding sledgehammers.
'okay this is getting more and more absurd by the minute' William thought
Needless to say 'No! there were no priest walking around during the middle ages holdings sledgehammer, while there were Crusader but they weren't at any point holding sledgehammers to battles nor were they worshipping some half-naked barbarian holding a sledgehammer. If the giant golden statue is anything to go by.'
William explored some more until he came upon a commotion nearby. People are gathered up watching some sort of spectacle.
Curious about the event and hoping to learn more about the place he found himself in. William slips into the crowd to watch the commotion.
Once he's in far enough to see at the center of the commotion it made him doubt his sanity.
What he saw is a fancy looking individual with a nice big fancy hat the covers most of his face pointing his gun (a 16~17 century pistol from the looks of it) at a... a... deformed individual.
You like the Octoman with the rare condition of conjoined twins.
Now, it might not be that strange for a medieval society to hunt down such individuals but you see there's a peculiarity in this case.
In this case, the individual is visibly morphing right in front of his eye while blathering something William can understand. There's also seems to be a strange energy congregating on him.
Unfortunately for him as he was transforming the guy with the gun shot him in the head and he falls to the ground.
The guy with the hat then walks forward to the fallen body of the morphed human and put a few more rounds into him to make sure it's dead.
'What... the... Fuck was that?!' William thought
-- story end--
That's enough for this chapter stay tuned for next time.