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
The Assassin
Near midnight, everyone seemed to be fast asleep at first glance. In fact, most of them were still awake in their light sleep.
"..." Elena was also still awake because Lynn's foresight kept her from sleeping. In that bedroom, only Elysia and Evelyn had really fallen asleep.
*Rustle* *Rustle*
Several frictions occurred against the house's barrier, resulting in a soft and barely audible sound.
A pitch-black hexagram demonic magic circle shrouded in black flames emerged on the ceiling. A pair of fiery heterochromia red and blue eyes appeared behind the smoldering black flames. A black-haired lady in tight clothes emerged from the magic circle.
She landed without making any sound. She didn't emit any aura, magic, or fluctuations that could possibly be detected because she had disguised them perfectly.