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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 XCV: Confessions in the Dead of Night  

"Father Julius, did you receive my letter?" I asked Julius, already knowing the answer.

"What are you talking about, Antonio? What letter did you send me?"

At that moment, I showed him the letter I had received from the intermediary, which spoke of his unbelievable behavior when he stole from the bishopric's and kingdom's treasury. Julius turned pale and leaned on Claudius, who was just as surprised as he was.

"A-Antonio... This is a big lie. I would never do something like that. Do you know who-"

"I suspected the letter wasn't true, and I know exactly why it was sent. Come, take a glass of wine, and I'll explain everything."

I told the two about the battle that had been brewing between me and Piccolomini, a battle that would only end when the Key of Tears was destroyed. When I mentioned the Key of Tears, I noticed Claudius looked quite frightened, and I realized that he might be one of the artifact's guardians.