Assassin´s Creed Shadows - Capítulo 18

Welcome to everyone who's here every day, following my journey. Thank you for your encouragement and for always being there. Well, today I bring you Assassin's Creed Shadows. Assassin's Creed Shadows was primarily developed by Ubisoft Quebec, with additional support from other studios such as Ubisoft Montreal, Ubisoft Odessa, and Ubisoft Osaka. Distribution and publishing of the game are handled by Ubisoft. (I had to lower the difficulty to normal because on expert I was dying a lot and couldn't play smoothly.) Regarding the creative direction of the project, the designated directors are Jonathan Dumont and Charles Benoit, while Karl Onnée acted as producer. It's important to note that, although Patrice Désilets is the original creator of the Assassin's Creed franchise, he did not participate in the development of this specific installment. PS: I dreamed in an artificial world where they showed me that they could kill me whenever they wanted, and by making me suffer and agonize, they accelerated my heart at such a speed for more than 5 hours that I thought I was having a heart attack; my lungs and kidneys were so compressed that it felt like someone was poking around in them. Luckily, my guardian angel, sent by God to protect me, appeared and saved my life. He showed me a world where technology was far superior to ours, with moving pictures like in Harry Potter. The computer icons, which are always static, were in 3D and moving like a window curtain. The PlayStation game covers, which are static, glowed and moved in 3D. And when I finally went outside for a walk, I noticed that the signs, which are usually made of plastic, were in 3D and a very sharp, yellowish color. There was a better climate and better people. He also told me that I had come to this world with a purpose and that I had been asked to come here, that I had to deliver a message of hope that there is a better world out there and that I should show that love, hope, and compassion were the key to accessing it. In every sunrise there is a living poem of hope, and, as we go to bed, let us remember that dawn will come. – Noel Clarasó You are not allowed to see, open your eyes