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When You Transmigrate to Other Times

"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?!

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Chapter XCIX: The Attempts of an Impossible Reconciliation  

After the Cardinals realized that I had never intended to harm them and that I wished for us to be as close as we once were, we embraced and proceeded to the liturgical service that evening to pray for Pope Alexander VI. I don't know if I'll be able to do anything after four days, but I will certainly try.

"Brother Antonio, you should stand next to Cardinal Cesare, don't you think?" Cardinal Sforza said to me.

Although I considered doing so, I couldn't appear as dependent on him as I was before, so I thought of making him become dependent on me instead. The first step was to refuse to stand next to him that evening. When he noticed this, Cesare began pleading with me to stand beside him, but I directly refused.

"Antonio, if you want to discuss our past, we can do so after the ceremony. I don't want us to argue at a time like this, not during a moment for my father. Stand next to me, and everything will be fine!"