Quick Transmigration: Goddess Of My Imagination
Ali Avery was a successful young man adored by everyone. But things were not as they were shown to the life. Shunned and betrayed by his peers... He was hiding among happy facades. Everything changed for him on one fateful night when he awoke in a dangerous new world with a completely different body, and his guardian angel was also there to accompany him. A world where the impossible was possible while the imaginations were the reality of the dreamer. 'Am I a Goddess? I'm just a little different.' 'My imagination can become real magic, but isn't this energy point a bit too much?' Stranded in the new environment, new life, new strength, and new possibilities... How would he/she survive? --- Sequel: My Goddess is Good at Pretending
Dylan's Concern
Arriving at his daughter's room, Dylan saw the Evil God staring out the window as if thinking of something.
Thus, he emerged from the black mist and approached with an annoyed expression. "Evil God, where is my daughter? What are you doing to her again? Aren't you tired of bothering her just because you want to know more about the Goddess of Light?"
"Well, I never got anything from her. Her mouth is shut tight. Your daughter is not that close to Sun." Xerroth shook his head.
"Where is my daughter now? Are you bothering her again?" Dylan looked at every corner of the room. Still, he couldn't find his daughter anywhere even though he scanned the surrounding area with magic.
"Read this." Xerroth flicked a folded pink paper, sending it flying over to Dylan.
Dylan caught it with his two fingers, then opened the paper. He furrowed his brows as he read his daughter's handwriting.