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Transmigration: I Became a Goddess!

Imagine you're about to kiss some guy you really can’t stand, and then—bam! You suddenly find yourself in the body of a goddess. Kiara always had a pretty normal life—until that party night. What started as a fun game of dares quickly turns into a wild nightmare when she blacks out and wakes up in a world straight out of a fantasy novel. The place is ancient and royal, and everyone thinks she’s Athena, this legendary goddess from their history. Now, she’s stuck in this strange yet oddly familiar body, figuring out how to survive in a world full of magic, prophecies, and danger. As old powers start to rise and enemies close in, she starts piecing together bits of a past life that ties her to the fate of this world. With the help of a stunningly handsome but mysterious ruler and whispers of a prophecy that connects them all, Kiara has to make a choice: accept the goddess inside her or try to get back to the life she used to know. But things get complicated, and the line between who she was and who she’s becoming starts to blur with every step she takes. Lucius just found out that his late wife has been reincarnated in the future. He did everything he could to bring her back, and guess what? He succeeded. Now, he’ll do anything to make sure he doesn’t lose her again. My entrance for Cupid's Quill pls support!

Azeem_owoade_6932 · Fantasi
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78 Chs

Red aura/energy

My eyes felt heavy, my life force slipping away from my body, and I could feel myself sinking to the floor. The weight of exhaustion and energy loss was overwhelming. Just as I thought I would collapse completely, a sudden surge of power exploded beneath me, sending the two spirits flying away and causing me to fall to my knees.

I managed to open my eyes just slightly, and there, standing before me, were the brightest yellow eyes and dark, black hair. My heart skipped a beat. It was Veryon! How had he found me?

A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, though his eyes were filled with fury. There was no mistaking it—his anger was burning like a fire. But was he angry at me, or was it the spirit that enraged him? Either way, I knew one thing for certain: whatever he was angry about, this wasn't going to end well.