It is the year 2101. Healthcare has advanced to the point where the human lifespan easily surpasses 100 years. I am an old woman of 113, sitting in a rocking chair in a nursing home, watching sunlight stream in through the gauze curtains.
I look back on my life, on the days of my youth. I look back on things that had inspired me, saddened me, driven me to be the person I am. I look back on things that the decades have not yet taken from me, on unanswered questions that still burn as brightly in my head as they did when I was younger.
“Why,” I whisper aloud, in a raspy voice, to no one in particular, “the fuck did Ubisoft kill off Élise de la Serre in AC Unity??”