Antlittle20

"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

Night had come, and with it, the carnival ended, lasting until the break of dawn. Immediately after the carnival ended, we went to our bedroom because Cesare was to celebrate the Closing Mass of the solemnity early tomorrow morning. I think that if we don't rest tonight, Cesare won't be able to handle celebrating the Mass tomorrow...

As we were walking to our bedroom, I started thinking about many things. My future in Rome, my past in Wallachia, my present beside Cesare and the Pope, and many other things. Plus, most likely, we will meet Cesare's and the Pope's family tomorrow, specifically his sister Lucrezia and his brother, the condottiere Juan.

Seeing me deep in thought, Cesare stopped to look at me for a few moments under the astonished gaze of the moon that watched over us. Honestly, I think he was more worried about me than I was about the future. It seems Cesare had some suspicions about certain cardinals, but he chose not to tell me anything.

Chapter LXXIV: Why do I have such thoughts?