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- Sci-fi, modern, horror, a bit of dark romance stories.
VATICAN CITY, 1500
While the Renaissance was in fully swing, turmoil in the great city of Rome had never been higher. With the Borgia firmly in control of the Vatican, and their militia marching across Italy with successful military campaigns to unify the broken up country into a singular kingdom under their reign, power was firmly in their grasp. The civilian population was divided on the family. For the wealthy and upper class, Cesare displayed beauty, strength, and ambition in his character, putting himself as a boastful man who raveled in the delights of life. For the underclass, there was a constant barrage of propaganda against him.
Rumors of murder, deception, even incest among himself and his sister Lucrecia, all of which portrayed a man of sin masquerading as a benevolent leader of the church's power. Yet, no matter which side of the class, all were still subjects of an Authoritarian dictatorship that tried to quash any and all negative rumors and propaganda, and spread fear of what would happen if you enticed their wrath. The wealth and luxury of Rome belonged to them, and the scraps were to be fought for by everyone else.
This was the world our heroes found themselves in. But they were not alone.
Far from it. As within Vatican City itself, surrounding the newly made Sistine Chapel, a new group begins to form...
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WITHIN THE CHAPEL:
"Benedicat vos omnipotens Deus, Pater, et Filius, et Spiritus Sanctus. Amen,"
"Amen,"
Cardinals of the papacy were hushed in prayer. They were sat in their pews, hands folded together, joined in holy union for another day of spiritual awakening and philosophical discussions of god and religion in this new era of this world, and the now arrived 14th century of humanity. Along with gossip of current events, like the fighting outside the city's borders between Bartolomeo's Roman mercenaries and the French forces led by Baron Octavian de Valois, or the credibility of the rumors of the Borgia family that started within these halls of jealous and vindictive priests who were disgusted that they could have such power.
Yet, hiding in their ranks, dressed exactly like them, were a few men and women that had never set foot in this world until but a few days ago. They were looking for something within this building. Something that could help them find what they were looking for. Supposedly, at the top of the chapel itself.
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OUTSIDE THE CHAPEL
You are in your home world, doing something of great importance to it. Or, you're minding your own business, keeping to yourself amid your surroundings. Or perhaps you're relaxing in a place you find comfort in, easing away the stress of the day. Then, before you could blink, something blinded you with a white flash, like a camera bulb suddenly went off in front of your eyes. Suddenly, you're in a free-fall. Gravity pulls you left, right and center, as you tumble through the air like a person falling from the clouds down to Earth."Benedicat vos omnipotens Deus, Pater, et Filius, et Spiritus Sanctus. Amen,"
"Amen,"
Cardinals of the papacy were hushed in prayer. They were sat in their pews, hands folded together, joined in holy union for another day of spiritual awakening and philosophical discussions of god and religion in this new era of this world, and the now arrived 14th century of humanity. Along with gossip of current events, like the fighting outside the city's borders between Bartolomeo's Roman mercenaries and the French forces led by Baron Octavian de Valois, or the credibility of the rumors of the Borgia family that started within these halls of jealous and vindictive priests who were disgusted that they could have such power.
Yet, hiding in their ranks, dressed exactly like them, were a few men and women that had never set foot in this world until but a few days ago. They were looking for something within this building. Something that could help them find what they were looking for. Supposedly, at the top of the chapel itself.
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OUTSIDE THE CHAPEL
With the speed of the fall pressing against your body, what little you can see is a barrage of bright lights passing you by. It looks like the passing of stars in the night sky at breakneck speed, with your body glowing white-hot like you have suddenly caught fire. Yet, you can also see a faint tint of blue around your body, protecting you from it. But the g-force is so much to take, you begin to pass out. The sound of everything begins to fade from your ears, and the white takes hold of your vision, until finally you black out.
That was the journey of most scattered. Whisked away from their worlds, then dropped off someplace else to fend for themselves. This was no different. They had been placed in the center of the Vatican City in the year of the lord, 1500. And they were nearby the Sistine Chapel itself, with no idea what was in store for them.