The last thing he remembers was Ezio's stupid words before the Assassin pushed him off the walls of Viana. But he never noticed he hit the ground...

Instead he was now standing in an unknown room. It was fairly elegantly decorated, with a few bookshelves, but it was much more modern than he had ever seen before

Cesare's icy blue eyes wandered to the huge window that overlooked the city at night...lights and objects that were unfamiliar to him. Did that stupid Assassin have something to do with it? Or was it a final revenge from his father just to see his stupid face? Nevertheless...it was better than death, or so he thought

“What the…”

He mumbled in his rough voice and furrowed his eyebrows as he...still didn't understand