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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, things returned to normal. After yesterday, the people of Wallachia were extremely pleased to see us together on the streets of Wallachia. Well, especially because of Cesare's behavior.

"Um, Cesare... I think you shouldn't hold my hand so tightly... You know, it makes me feel embarrassed," I said after realizing people were staring.

"Why? Let people see what's happening between us. Anyway, next week we'll finish the last things and then we'll leave for the Vatican."

Well, I guess he's right. People will eventually forget over time. I don't think it hurts to be seen together, right? It seems that the capital's residents are much more open to us after yesterday. Whole crowds of people started kneeling before us, asking for my blessing while Cesare remained as amazed as ever.

"It seems like everything's back to normal, right?" I asked Cesare.

Chapter XLV: New Beginnings