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
Oh, the Irony
"Hmm, alright. I'm here to tell you about the truth and the revelations. Would you like to hear it?" Rhea gave a soft sweeping motion with her hand.
Yralissa became a little surprised to hear that. Nevertheless, she couldn't judge anything before listening to this guest. "Be my guest and tell me."
"Long time ago--" Rhea started telling a little about the lost history based on her memories. She spoke in the ancient language, Vrelenia.
However, she was more focused on the curse-bearing race that had come from out of nowhere.
She also did not forget to inform about what happened after that decisive war. Although it wasn't detailed, it could already illustrate what happened a hundred thousand years ago.
By the time she finished telling the story, she felt her story was not appreciated. These sovereigns only had bored and indifferent expressions on their faces?