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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

Everything is so wonderful. It seems that the nuns who care for the smooth running of the episcopal palace have done a wonderful job once again. All those types of food brought with Gabriel's help from neighboring kingdoms and the craftsmanship of the cooks who have always delighted our taste buds made the evening delightful.

"Antonio, are you okay?" Julius asked me at one point.

"Y-Yes... Well, where's Claudius?"

"He went outside for a bit with Cesare and Marcus."

"Ha, it seems all our partners have started plotting something. Anyway, I think they should get used to each other. Who knows, maybe this is the beginning of a friendship between the three of them."

After a few moments, the three entered the room where Julius's birthday party was taking place. Cesare looked quite strange. Honestly, I had never seen him so thoughtful and emotional. Anyway, I hope everything will end well, actually, I hope so.

Chapter XLIV: Doubt Takes Hold of My Mind