Joey Otto Thomas was standing at a food stall in the corner of the Christmas market with a tired face, today is less than a week away from Christmas, and after two hours of hard work, the items on his Christmas shopping list are finally ready.

"Thank God, thanks to Bradsett's Christmas market, I finally bought them all." Joey muttered laboriously cocked feet as he took the mulled wine and Stollen (a kind of Christmas bread with fruit) from the stall owner, trying to balance the large number of shopping bags at his feet.

It's almost 20 o'clock, and Joey has long missed the time to go home for dinner, so he has to settle his stomach in front of the food stall next to the market.

A loud "boom" sounded in his ears, and the last scene Joey Otto Thomas saw was the front of a truck that suddenly appeared in the food stall in the midst of the Stollen, gingerbread, baked almonds and chocolates, and before the WTF in Joey's mouth popped out, Mr. Joey Otto Thomas of this world walked the road of his life when he was 25 years old in 7 days.

A dazzling white light suddenly shot down from the boundless darkness, and the person in the light curtain was none other than Joey Otto Thomas. "What happened? Where is this? What is this blinding white light, what's wrong with me? One after another, confusion hit Joey's brain, and Joey tried to shake his dizzy head vigorously to sober himself up, but Joey was horrified to find that he was now completely unable to control his body, as if his soul was living in a shell that was completely unhis own.

"Oh, marzipan, Lübeck's! Aha, Pepper Honey Gingerbread and Stolon! Wow.. And sugar apples!! What do I smell in the cup in your hand? Oh my God, is this mulled wine?! Before Joey could recover from the horror of not being able to control his body, a girl dressed in home clothes with an excited face suddenly appeared in front of him.

As the girl screamed, Joey realized that his body was still in the strange posture of taking the food from the food stall owner, and he was still holding the mulled wine and Stollen he had just bought, and he was covered with all kinds of Christmas food, and he was unconscious, because the body was not under his control now.

The next second, to be more precise, after Joey blinked, the light and darkness suddenly disappeared, and in their place was the night sky composed of countless stars, and a huge spinning machine suddenly appeared in front of Joey under the huge Milky Way, next to the spinning machine sat or stood, two ladies who were also dressed in home clothes, the young standing lady had a long pole in her hand, and the older lady sitting on the chair was gently cutting a spinning thread with the scissors in her hand.

"Sir, may I be?" The girl in front of Joey, with her fingers twisted and her face crimson but her eyes eager, looked at the mulled wine glass in his hand and the Christmas food hanging all over his body.

"Of course, Miss! I haven't touched it yet, and so is this Stholen, if you need it", Joey said with a sincere face, and after a slight pause, "I didn't pay for these hanging on my body, I don't know... But I thought, okay, they should be ownerless, feel free. ”

"Thank you, thank you, dear sir!". The next second, the mulled wine glass and the Christmas food disappeared from Joey's hands and body, and the next second, they appeared with the maiden beside the two ladies of the giant spinning machine.

The young lady sniffed the mulled wine glass in the girl's hand, "Kinderpunsch (note 1)?!" Protestant? ”

"Well, yes, ma'am, I'm old enough to be a Glühwein (note 2), but I'm a little allergic to alcohol," Joey was a little embarrassed, because of the slight freckles on his face and the average height of a lowland German, he was always jokingly referred to by his friends as being under 16.

"Thank you, my forever little sister Nona is just right."

"Hello sir, I'm sorry I haven't officially introduced me and my sisters," the older lady said with a smile, then pausing slightly, "You seem to have guessed who we are, young sir." ”

"Hello..., my name is Joey Otto Thomas, you can call me Joe. Dear Madam, if you are not mistaken, you are Madam Morta", Joey swallowed hard before turning his gaze to the other two, "You just called this young lady Nona, then the other one should be Dear Mademo Dirkma".

"Hello, Mr. Thomas". The young lady Dikma bowed slightly. And the girl named Nona was desperately eating the second marzipan and beckoning to Joey, and she had no time to take care of our Joey.

Morta, Dekma and Nona, the three goddesses of fate in Roman mythology, are also known as Atropos (the terminator of fate), Laxis (the decider of fate), and Krosso (the spinner of fate) in ancient Greek mythology.

"Great, we've all met, while there's still some time", Madame Morta lovingly looked at Nona, who was trying to eat the third sugar apple, "we can talk casually"

As Ms. Morta's words ended, Joey suddenly noticed that her body, which had been unconscious a moment earlier, had returned. After rubbing his somewhat sore arm, Joey cautiously asked, "Excuse me, Lady Morta, what happened in the market?" Where will I be destined to go? ”

"Hehe, you're such a strange responsible child, I thought you'd ask, what happened to you? Where are you? Or ask if you're dead, or what about heaven or hell? Well, let's see what really happens at Bradset Market". A scene that we are already familiar with before Christmas in the west of Berlin, Bradset, unfolds in front of Joey.

Facing Joey, who was silent for a while, the young lady Dirkma asked, "Mr. Thomas, what do you think now?" ”

"I think my new immigration policy, Madam CDU Chairman, has cost the CDU not only my hometown votes, but also their loved ones, which should not have been!" Joey paused for a moment, then clenched his fists and said, "There are several female classmates from China among my friends, and they have to travel together during the day in Berlin now, just because one of them was almost killed by these... People, humiliation! ”

"And the media and the public are feeling sorry for the three-year-old refugee who died on the beach in Turkey, but how many of the media will be angry with my female classmate and the 7-year-old German girl? Who cares about them? Are refugees human beings to ignore our security as a justification? My friends and I are losing our sense of security! If we need saints, then we should go to the church to find them, but we need protectors in our lives, and we need someone to protect our safety and values! After many days, Joey is still full of anger.

"Funny child, do you want to feel safe? Do you want to find a strong person to accept asylum, or are you willing to be a strong person to take on the responsibility of protecting others? For you, your friends, your people? The young Ms. Dirkma asked.

"Before the soul goes to heaven or hell, if it happens to come across, of course it is also the soul that our sisters are willing to meet, such as you, the child of God, we are happy to give your soul another chance to be born again, but...", the older lady Morta added with a smile.

"Mr. Thomas, what you brought is so delicious!" The girl Nona licked her fingers unsatisfactorily as she interjected, "As a reward for the delicious food you bring, wherever you want to go, well, wherever you are, I will spin it for you!" The girl Nona said to Joey with a firm expression:

"Rebirth? Where can you go? Without thinking, Joey immediately blurted out, "Now, I want to go back to the present!" ”

"I'm sorry, my little sister's promise is too heavy to fulfill, you know, I've cut your spinning thread in this life, so I'm sorry, except for you in this life." The older Ms. Morta shook the scissors in her hand. "But we will spin a new thread for you, give you a new destiny, think carefully, where do you want to go!"

"Don't you want to do something in the face of opportunity? Instead of seeking the refuge of others, why don't you go back to history and protect the people you want to protect? There's a free piece of advice for you to give you, if you want to change something, it's better to start with history and it will have the greatest impact. The young lady Dirkma interjected with a smile.

"Opportunity? Rebirth? To change history yourself? From the beginning of history... Wilhelm II destroyed Europe for the first time, Hitler for the second time, and this time it was ..... Well, if you have to change something, then change it from where it all started, I want to start with." Joey thought for a moment, "Then let's start with the era of the Second German Reich!" I want to go back to the time of Friedrich Wilhelm Victor Albert von Hohenzollern! ”

"As you wish!" The older Ms. Morta and the younger Ms. Dikma smiled at each other.

"I'm sorry, sir, and please forgive me for being reckless." The young girl Nona appeared in front of Joey again with a red face, "I promise you that I will keep your current thread in the new silk thread I have spun for you, this is my promise to you, and I will also give you a gift to start your destiny with a healthy, strong and intelligent child of the Hohenzollern family, which will be my reward!" Goodbye, Mr. Thomas! The girl Nona whispered in Joey's ear.

Then the star, the spinning machine, and the three goddesses vanished, and the darkness poured back in, and Joey fell asleep with the last smiles of the three goddesses.

Joey, who was asleep, suddenly felt a warm current in his body, and memories suddenly flooded into his brain, although his brain was awake, his eyelids were as heavy and weak as lead, "Okay, I'll sleep again, but what did I encounter in my dreams?" Joey closed his eyes and slowly recalled, "Ha, I actually dreamed of the goddess of fate, and gave me a promise of rebirth, or started with a child... Well, that proves I'm really tired."

In the middle of this, Joey heard a clear voice of men and women talking, they seemed to be discussing something, surprised, Joey struggled to open his eyes, and suddenly a light appeared in front of him, and then Joey was stunned by what he saw at first sight.

The first thing I saw was a man, with short hair but a little bowed, frowning eyebrows, a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose, a thick beard, a strange middle-aged man who was examining himself, Joey was breathing rapidly, wanting to exclaim, but only felt a tearing pain in his throat, and he couldn't make any sound. Joey held his breath to hold back the pain, trying his best to turn his gaze to see what was going on around him.

The next moment, a pair of blue eyes full of love but holding back tears came into Joey's eyes, and a middle-aged lady with black hair was looking at him deeply, and at this second Joey subconsciously shouted "Mom" in his mind.

Then Joey found out that he was wrong, in fact, this lady looked more like his teenage mother, and this lady was dressed... And around her, how strange the ladies were, they dressed... Lace, muslin, ruffles, ribbons, bows, stand-up collars, high-waisted cake dresses are obviously not the characteristics of 21st century clothing, but completely Victorian style.

Joey tried to find an answer, but felt a dizziness in his brain, and he fell asleep in his lack of energy.

"Your Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, I have just checked His Royal Highness the Prince's body when he was asleep, his body temperature and heartbeat are very normal, and the patchy pseudomembrane of the tonsils has disappeared, although the tonsils are still slightly edema and congestion, but they are no longer harmed. Please let His Royal Highness the Prince rest first, I think that as long as he stays in bed for a few days, His Royal Highness will recover. Well, anyway, it looks like my student's serum therapy is working. The middle-aged man with short hair and a little dull said respectfully to the black-haired middle-aged lady with a young man.

"Thank you, Mr. Koch, and thank you, Mr. Behring, thank you!" The middle-aged woman said in a choked voice.

"His Royal Highness Prince Joachim Friedrich Ernst Waldmar is awake", the cheer of the wind was immediately heard throughout the palace of Potsdam on March 27, 1879, and the Charlottenburg Palace in Berlin.

Note 1: Glühwein is a sweet red or white wine with a mixture of spices (usually cinnamon, cloves, lemon zest, star anise) and is suitable for drinking after heating.

Note 2: Kinderpunsch is a non-alcoholic, similar drink to Glühwein, mainly for children, and the main ingredient is fruit juice.