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
Question and Answer (2)
Arthur knew this old man's intentions were good, but for some reason... That smile seemed to be mocking him. He wanted to smack this old man's annoying face, but he didn't really do it.
"That sounds good, but I have to reject it. Some imperial team will help fix the outdated academy system. Sigh, it's about time the Deterry Academy of Magic adopts such a sophisticated system... After hundreds of years, the academy rules must change in my time. So much work to do." Arthur shook his head at the pile-up of tasks. Sometimes, he just wanted to be lazy, but responsibility pushed him to move.
"Is that so? You said it, and it was you who would be at a loss for refusing the free assistance of the Holy Cathedral's special team." Alexander shrugged his shoulders slightly, closing the conversation on the topic.