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"The world is full of mystery. I've heard that all my life and it seems to be true. But if I go through something mysterious myself, will I be believed? Maybe I'll think I'm crazy, or everything that happens to me in my everyday life is just something I'm dreaming and soon I'll wake up. Questions without answers..."
Everything changes after he returns from a pilgrimage to a miraculous statue of the Holy Virgin Mary, when he becomes the victim of a plane accident in which, with no hope left, he prays alongside the other passengers, gives his final blessing, and then... And then what?
He wakes up on a bench. Where exactly? Right in the heart of the most important square in the world, in Rome, caput mundi, as the Latins used to say. What is he doing there? He remembered the airplane accident, but he also had other memories. How did he get here, what year is it? He was at the Vatican, but still... Is it the year 1492?!

When You Transmigrate to Other Times

The next day was even worse than the previous one. After my little joke about the regency of the king's mother, Gabriel pounced on me even harder than before. Honestly, I think it's a miracle that I'm still alive. Still, I think I'll miss these moments once I leave for the Vatican for some appointment or another.

"Antonio, are you awake?" Gabriel asked me, barely awake himself.

"Y-Yes... I almost couldn't wake up because of you. Who would have thought that my bad jokes could lead to such physical suffering?"

"Oh, come on. You didn't have to belittle me that much. Plus, last night was my birthday, and I needed a special gift, don't you think?"

"Alright... Anyway, I think the Princess of Serbia is happier than ever after that kiss, don't you think?"

"I'm amazed that such a hero could be so jealous of me. Speaking of jealousy, I think Marcus would go crazy if he knew what we did," Gabriel said with a strange smile on his face.

Chapter XXXVII: A New Day, A New Chance