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
Ancient Immortal God
"Grr..." The big white winged-tiger dragged a battered young man with several claw wounds.
"My Draco! You damned executioners!" The battered man cursed as he looked at his tamed beast, already lying on the ground as if it was no longer alive.
"It was just a big lizard, and we just knocked your big pet unconscious. We are the peacekeepers, and you are the troublemaker. Now receive your punishment." Elysia glanced at Rhea.
Rhea nodded and took the chess piece from the battered man's spirit.
"Argh!" The battered man was screaming in pain reflexively only because he couldn't do anything but stare at someone suddenly stabbed right through his chest.
*Slap*
Rhea slapped the man's battered face, right on the bruised cheek. "It doesn't hurt, and you don't have to scream into your lungs like you're dying. The retribution will come to you soon."