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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 XCIII: Memories of the Past and Plans for the Future  

My friends were somewhat delighted by our reunion, so I suddenly came up with an idea. What if we spent an evening with some good drinks in the royal bath of the apartment and used this night as an opportunity to share memories and make plans for the near future?

"Friends, I've thought of something…" I exclaimed at one point.

"Hm, actually, I've thought of something interesting too, but you go first," Gabriel said after receiving an approving nod from Marcus.

"I thought we could meet up with Vlad and see how we can gather and meet in your huge bath to discuss over a drink. What do you say?"

"Antonio, I was thinking the same thing. In fact, ever since we made amends with Vlad, I've realized he's quite cultured and extremely charming."