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
Past and Tears (1)
Elysia and Sylvia got onto the bus. They looked for a place to sit, but almost every seat was filled.
Only a few remained, but there was already someone in the other set of seats.
At that moment, a rather strange thing happened. A Caucasian was seen sitting alone with a rather pale and sad expression. He patted the seat next to him every time another passenger approached, but no one wanted to sit next to him.
"What's the matter, Ely? Shall we sit, or shall we stand?" Sylvia looked at Elysia in confusion, then toward where her friend was looking. There was nothing special, she had to say.
"We'll sit down, Sylvi. But, there doesn't seem to be a single empty row. You'll sit behind me, okay?" Elysia walked over to the man, and he patted the seat next to him once more.
For some reason, Elysia decided to sit there. While Sylvia was sitting right behind, beside a fat woman.