Now I would like to talk about a world-renowned singer who made music history.

I am talking about Elvis Presley.

The king of rock n' roll.

He had an extraordinary life but also a very sad one: he spent his whole existence doing nonstop tours and movies that he never liked. He also suffered from several illnesses that made him sick. In addition, the travels kept him away from his wife Priscilla and daughter Lisa Marie.

I followed his every move and every decision whether it was good or sad. I felt pain in seeing him unhappy but that was the plan I devised: he had to take music all over the world uniting black and white as well as a lot of joy.

The Doctor regenerated in the thirteenth and found himself with his usual face he had in the tenth only with his hair finally red. Johanna, the metacrisis born of the one who died in the battle with the Cybermen from Mondas, watched that regeneration stunned and speechless. A battle against some rather tenacious and adamant aliens caused that process to begin. The confrontation was very intense and tough but in the end our protagonists came out victorious, as they always do. I saw how they fought very hard and put in a lot of effort.

Now one question I would like to ask is this: what would have happened if Elvis Presley had seen the future after his death?

My attention then turns to Elvis on June 21, 1977, a few weeks before his passing, and the arrival of the TARDIS with the Doctor and his daughter.

ELVIS' POV

I am in Rapid City for my penultimate concert of this tour. I am tired and have no more desire to go on. I look in the mirror to get ready and see a man with a swollen face and a prominent abdomen. That doesn't look like me.

That can't be me.

I think as I continue to look at that figure so different from the boy who had once been able to bewitch his fans by making them faint and scream. I can barely breathe and talk.

How could I have become this way?

The answer seems immediately clear...Parker. That fucking leech is sucking every last breath out of me: he never let me do what I always wanted to do which was to be a great actor like Marlon Brandon and to tour overseas. I feel pain all over: my knees can't hold me anymore, my abdomen, neck and back ache too. My doctor, Dr.Nick, after I get ready, brings me the medicines I need to perform in this penultimate concert. I swallow them as I have always done. Without the pills I would not be able to give my best. I slip on my sunglasses to shield my eyes from the brightness. Any light hurts me like arrows. Accompanied by the remaining members of the Memphis Mafia in addition to my father Vernon I board the plane that takes me to the city. Upon reaching my destination I board the limousine that takes me to the concert building. I have repeated I don't know how many times this routine but it has always been the admiration my fans feel that keeps me going especially after my divorce from my dearest Priscilla. The pain still tears at my heart.

I arrive in the room to take off my jumpsuit and put on the snow-white jumpsuit with a big sun woven on the back. They put makeup on me and make me presentable. 

By now the fans know what condition I am in what is the point of hiding the evidence?

Two people who introduce themselves as important members of politics enter the room but I notice that the young girl with long red hair has a sad look on her face and seems to be holding back tears. She stares at me for a long time and I decide to hug her and she lets it out. She cries without stopping and is really inconsolable. I kiss her head reassuringly. I have never seen a fan of mine so devastated because usually they have always been happy to meet me. It's really strange. She pulls away from me apologizing for her behavior. I reassure her with one of the best smiles by kissing her then on the lips. However, I sense something strange in her chest that makes me shocked.

Two hearts? How is such a thing possible?

She immediately understands everything and asks me if my team members, with the exception of Vernon and Ginger, can leave. I reassure the others by telling them not to worry and that everything is fine. They leave us alone and Johanna explains that she is actually not a human being but an alien as well as her father who earlier introduced himself as John Smith but that his real name is the Doctor. They are Time Lords from a planet called Gallifrey although the story would be much longer. I remain speechless as do my father and my fiancée. I have never wondered about the existence of other life forms and to see two aliens in front of my eyes is unexpected. She understands that this information is not easy to digest and finally, after recovering from the shock, I also give her one of my white scarves. She clutches it to her as if it were the most important treasure in the world.

Soon after, team members warn me that it is time to go on stage. I sigh.

Come on, Elvis, one more effort.

I mentally repeat myself as the notes of the introduction, Also Sprach Zarathustra, flood the arena. That song has always given me tremendous energy, and it happens in this moment as well. When the notes end giving start to the next song, See See Rider, I enter and the screams of my loyal fans make all negative thoughts and even pain disappear. Of all the medicine they are the best. I start singing the words to the song and adrenaline fills my body. The photographers' flashes kill me but I have to stay on stage. I have too many debts to pay off and I can't retreat. I wiggle my fingers on the guitar making my fans rejoice. The band follows the set list and my movements. It is the turn of I Got A Woman/Amen. I try to move as much as I can and hear some laughter. My movements are not what they used to be and there is nothing I can do about it. On the bass part I try to imitate that move of dropping to my knees but I can't do it as well as I used to. The time comes for That's All Right. My eyes tear mingling with the sweat dripping down my forehead. I thank the audience there who applaud audibly and sing Are You Lonesome Tonight?.First I admit that I am alone. I no longer have anyone who really stands by me helping me in my time of need: my closest friends, fired by Vernon, betrayed me by publishing a book about all the illnesses and drug addictions. I remember the first few stanzas but then the emptiness. I stutter a few disconnected sentences making him laugh. I have long forgotten the words and need the paper to read them. I look at the choir members for help. I laugh but I just want to bury myself. I am getting more and more tired but I am determined to give my best. During Love Me I give away many scarves while Charlie, my best friend, follows me by putting them around my neck. I kiss a girl by lowering myself to her level. I feel pain but I don't show it. I put all my energy into If You Love Me and even more into You Gave Me A Mountain which has personal meaning for me. It reminds me of when Priscilla, my ex-wife, took away my ray of sunshine, my pride, my joy and my reason for living that is my daughter Lisa Marie. In Jailhouse Rock I still give scarves upon scarves and almost at the end I go as wild as ever. The pains do not stop me as well as in Hound Dog. I present the song O Sole Mio whose Italian version is sung by my choir. I have always loved gospels because they relax me and make me feel safe. At the end I intone the American version It's Now Or Never. This is followed by Trying To Get To You and Hawaiian Wedding Song. With Teddy Bear/Don't Be Cruel I throw scarf after scarf to the screaming fans. Finally I intone My Way reading the words on a paper. I have never felt them so close and true. I made it to the finish line and did it all my own way. I finally introduce my band with short interruptions with songs such as Early Morning Rain, What'd I Say and Johnny B. Goode. My energy is waning more and more and after I Really Don't Want To Know I try my hand at Grand Thou Art putting the full force of my lungs into the highest which also happens for Hurt. Distraught I introduce the penultimate song on the set list, Unchained Melody. Stuttering a few sentences I sit at the piano and sing with all my life. By now I have realized that I would soon join my mother in heaven, and I let the admirers and friends around me know it too. In the last stanzas I pray that my lungs will not leave me just now. We are at the end and with a thank you, which tastes so much like goodbye, ("if we don't meet again, God bless you. Adios") on the notes of Can't Help Falling In Love I leave the building after saying goodbye and shaking a few hands.

I head outside to my limousine escorted by bodyguards. I am devastated and the pains have returned overbearingly and upon returning to Graceland I see in my backyard a strange blue police box and in front are the two characters I met before the concert. I wave to them to come in and make themselves comfortable and observe that Johanna's eyes are red from crying. I take a quick shower and then sit on the couch with them. The girl explains to me that she carries a great burden on her shoulders concerning my future and that in her present I am no longer there. I am dead. In that year, 2023, my daughter has also joined me. I am shocked and frightened.

Will my princess die? No, it cannot be possible! Not Lisa! What a horrible future awaits me!  How much longer do I have to live?  Days, weeks, months, years?

She cannot tell me anything else but asks if she could stay here in my house for a few weeks. It is enough for her to stay until August 15. I accept her idea. In the following days I prepare the last concert of this tour and finally for a few weeks I can rest. I introduce the 'guest to my princess whom I love so much and Lisa seems very happy to have another girl in the house, besides Ginger, to play with. She is always telling her good stories as well as spending her days playing racquetball. But I notice that when I have to take the medication she seems wrecked. In the early days of August Jo is quite nervous and always wakes up screaming at night. She can't tell me anything but I understand that those nightmares are about my departure. On the 15th I spend the day organizing the tour and on the night of the next day, after going to the dentist, playing racquetball and playing piano, I head with the book A scientific search for the face of Jesus to the bathroom. I am about to close the door behind me when a hand stops me. It's Johanna.

"Elvis, don't go! Not yet, at least. In a few hours you will be found dead here. I came to Earth to show you your future. You think you will be forgotten, don't you? That will never happen. That cabin in the garden is a time machine. It can take you to the past and the future."

I look at her and my curiosity gets the better of me. She walks me downstairs and then into the garden where her father is waiting for us. She opens the door for us and they let me in first. I am speechless. It is bigger on the inside! It is all immaculate white with several technological instruments and a small seat on which I sit. The two aliens work on numerous buttons and the small/large spacecraft starts to move. In no time they announce that we have arrived at our destination. We go outside and I see numerous grieving fans at the gates of Graceland. I want to do something but Johanna and the Doctor block me. They let me back in and still speechless pop up on a screen a video of a band called Queen singing at one of their concerts Jailhouse Rock and (You're so square) Baby I don't care. Everything I'm watching doesn't seem real to me.

A lot of people are being inspired by me! Did I a simple man from Tupelo really change the history of music?

The spaceship, when the video disappears, starts moving again. We land in a recording room and I hear a voice. A woman's voice. Apart from her there is no one else. At the end of the song I hear her crying and when I can see her face I almost lose consciousness...It's my daughter! She too turns white as a sheet and faints. I manage to get her back on her feet and she is unable to get a single word straight. I can understand that after forty-one years since my death she is shocked. She has the same face and smile as me, except for her hair she has not changed.

"But...you...you are dead! How can you be here!"

"In fact, I'm about to die. Aliens are showing me my future, but that is not important. Yisa, my sweet princess, do not cry and do not grieve for me. Even if, when I die, I leave you alone my spirit will always be beside you. I will not let death divide us. I love you dearly."

I tell her by hugging her tightly. She starts crying again and we stay like that for a very long time. United by grief. I don't want to leave but I have to. I leave her even though I know that in a few years we will be reunited to be together forever. Our final destination is August 16, 2022: forty-five years after my death. There are many more fans reunited in grief besides my daughter and Priscilla. I watch everything from the doorway of the TARDIS unable to utter any sentences. A few months later the Golden Globes were held for a film about my life and I see that my daughter cannot stand. She is sick though of what I don't know. I want to hug her but I can't because it would change everything. I have to let events happen. I understand that in a few days she would join me in heaven.

I re-enter the ship and understand what is going to happen. We are going back to 1977 and I am going to die. Dead alone in the bathroom. I never thought my demise would happen in that room. But I am ready. I have realized that I will leave this ravaged body to become a TRUE King. A Legend that will be talked about for years to come. The TARDIS stops and Jo escorts me to the second floor. Her lips tremble and she begins to cry. I hug her and give her my last kiss on the lips as well as my scarf. We stay like this for a few minutes.

"Johanna, stop crying. Can't you see how much I am suffering? Death for me will be a relief. A deliverance. I'll let you go now but I thank you for showing me the future. As long as my music is played I will not really die. I will always be in your hearts."

I break away from her and lock myself in my bathroom. The time has come for Legend to be born. My goal is to return to the Elvis of yesteryear who made fans go wild without a prominent abdomen. I struggle but my heart stops. I try to call for help but I can't. I am dead but the Legend is born.