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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

All's well that ends well, isn't it? Marcus has finally reunited with his first love, the two scoundrels have been caught and are about to be condemned, and I have regained my stigmata, the divine signs that saved me from a cruel fate. However, not everything remains the same.

"Antonio, what do you mean by 'former secretary'? Don't you want Marcus to be your secretary anymore?" Cesare asked after recovering from the shock.

"Cesare, we must leave things as they were before. Love will never lose. True love will always prevail, even if sometimes it takes longer."

We successfully completed the ceremony and all headed to the episcopal palace to change out of our celebratory attire. The only thing I regret is that my clothes were stained with blood and I doubt I'll ever be able to wear them again.

"Father Antonio, why do you look upset?" Benjamin interrupted.

Chapter XLIII: Am I Still Worthy to Be a Judge?