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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

Upon arriving at the papal palace and after receiving approval to lead the celebration for the transfer of the Pope's body to the Sistine Chapel, which was completed just a few years ago, I went to try to talk to Cesare and see if I could calm him down, or at least ease his pain.

"Cesare, are you okay? If you need anything—"

"Antonio, leave. I don't need anything right now. Anyway, my father's funeral will be our last meeting."

"So, you want to break off the engagement, correct?" I asked Cesare seriously.

"That remains to be seen. Until then, I don't want you near me, and you should also thank Sforza for being the main celebrant tonight..."

Is he somehow jealous of my relationship with Sforza? Well, that would be the last idea that would cross his mind at these moments. Perhaps it's because I couldn't save his father when I could save other people much less important than Pope Alexander VI.

Chapter LXXXIX: The Last Meeting