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
Xentia returned to her senses, but an expression appeared on her face this time. She looked at the Goddess before her eyes with a curious look.
"Welcome to life." Rhea retracted her hand.
"Are you the Goddess I met in that dark place?" Xentia asked curiously.
"Mm, that's me." Rhea replied with a gentle smile. She managed to break that Demon God's control and free Xentia.
"Woah... You are really beautiful and amazing! Angel, and these wings... Wonderful." Xentia touched the Goddess' wings and stroked them. She then examined the Goddess from top to bottom.
It was the figure of ethereal angelic beauty with a stunning turquoise crystal impression. Xentia's eyes sparkled with amazement because the Goddess before her eyes gave off a noble aura and made her feel comfortable.
For some reason, she could feel a hint of sadness in her expression as the Goddess looked down, and she thought she had to do something.