It all started with the discovery of a book from 1935. Indeed, two long letters were inside this book. The owner at the time was called Juan. He had adopted a daughter whose parents had died in a car accident. She had only him. She lived in Algiers and Juan eventually adopted her and paid for her education.
To thank him, she had come from Algiers to spend a few days in Tenerife to know him. During her stay, she accidentally discovered a medallion hidden behind the book. This medallion was very special. Sylvaine quickly realized that he was full of history and mystery.
At that time, she was corresponding with a man she had known through an advertisement. I was surprised to learn by the greatest chance that this man was going to be my father two years later. His name was clearly written on the envelope. However, she was not going to be my mother.
This hot water fountain was actually in the city of Dax where I was going to be born two years later. The medallion therefore gave the power to whoever finds it to search for who would be the next owner of the house. Obviously, it was me, but about seventy years later.
This book probably remained closed for seventy years until I stumbled upon it quite by chance, discovering the mail that Sylvaine had left voluntarily or perhaps forgotten. It was 2012. We had just bought the house. The previous owner had left leaving everything inside.
We thought then that the adventure was about to begin, but in fact, nothing happened for 10 years. And not the slightest trace of the medallion. No other information than the book and letters discovered at the very beginning of our arrival. And yet, we seemed to be guided by a need to tell a mysterious story inside these huge caves located under our grounds. It went as far as building a replica of an Egyptian temple.
We led a very quiet life until the day I took out of the earth this famous medallion that had been lost in a field of cultivation. Its origins are unknown, but legend has it that an Egyptian pharaoh once decided to give this medallion to a Phoenician. He had commissioned him to discover the earthly paradise. Thus, the pharaoh could travel in time and space to come and rest in this earthly paradise that was none other than the Canary Islands.
My first time travel experience was more than extraordinary. It was November 28 of the year 2022. Not far from the garden, I had discovered a few weeks before a place where seven moons were engraved in stone and especially a date 1871. It was while raising my head a little higher that I noticed an eighth moon, the one that orbits our earth. It was while raising my head a little higher that I noticed an eighth moon, the one that orbits our earth. It was at this moment that I realized that the village of Valle San Lorenzo had disappeared and that a torrent of water was flowing at the level of the Fuente.
I had, without even realizing it, changed eras. 1871 was not yet set in stone. So I was there before that date. In the distance, I seemed to see huge brown sails crisscrossing the sea. It looked like it was the 16th or 17th century.
All this made me not pay attention to the obvious: in front of me, there were strangely three chests in a small cave that I know well and behind my back, a pirate armed to the tooth, ready to fight with me so as not to have his treasure stolen.
To my surprise, his final intention was not to slit my throat, but to warn me that the pharaoh, the real one, was going to show up in the temple we built. It will appear at sunset on November 28 when the eighth moon will be at its zenith around 6 p.m.
However, the pirate suddenly had to run away because he was being pursued by guards of the Spanish army. Little did the military know that the chests were only a few meters away. So much so that I found myself in possession of the treasure.
On November 28 at 6 p.m., I came to the temple with a doubt in my heart that the Pharaoh would not be there. To my amazement, he was there waiting for me. I asked him who he was and where he came from. The Pharaoh replied that he was a time traveler thanks to the medallion. He confided to me that the metal of this medallion was SDS330, a metal referenced in our civilization, but not found. It was composed of Lannium vibrational powder that comes from a meteorite. The pharaoh had obtained the medallion by finding it among the remains of the advanced civilization of the Altlantes. He added that only the Atlantean Gods possessed them to be able to travel in time and space. He also claimed that the Guanches were indeed descendants of the Atlanteans. They too lived in a world that was more vibratory than material.
I finally asked him what could give me the privilege of having such a powerful medallion in my hands. He then removed his Pharaoh mask to reveal his real face which was identical to mine. He explained to me that he had decided in the past to make me and my family the avatars of his to know the world of today. He then asked me not to ask myself too many questions and to continue the work we started.
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