Not Your Average Transmigrator In The Beastworld

Prodigy. That was what she was, what she had to be. Assertive and domineering was how she was taught to be. Cunning and flawless were used to describe her, like a predator, like a Jaguar. However, seemingly perfect being died by drowning in a lake. Yet even in death she still look flawless. when she drew her last breath, she thought only one thing, 'It's about time I rested. I'm tired after all' she felt herself drifting in the darkness as she finally breathed her last breath, enjoying the peace..... Until she heard a sound. [*Ding!*] '......' [*Ding!*] '.....' [*DING!*] '....Grrr..... What is that?!' Her eyes snapped open and for the first time since her soul drifted in the empty void, she saw something. A rectangular blue translucent screen in the empty void with white writing on it. [*Ding!* Cosmos Dziedzom Winchester, a Prodigy and an exceptional being who shines brighter than stars! You are invited to the World of Beasts, Croix as a candidate for Godhood. Do you accept?] [YES/NO] Cosmos blinked at the screen then scowled. She was enjoying her time just existing in the void and was not interested in any fantasy troupe. So she did what any normal person would do, she closed her eyes and decided to ignore it. There was silence as Cosmos slowly drifted off to sleep again. Then she heard another notification chime. [*Ding!* Auto selection being made in 10 seconds] Instantly, her eyes snapped open and she moved so fast she left afterimages of herself as she selected the [NO] option. She breathed a sigh of relief when the screen disappeared. Suddenly, the screen reappeared and the [NO] option from before glitched to [YES] making two [YES] options! Her eyes were wide and she cursed out loud. "What the f**k?! Is this secretly a scam?!" [*Ding!* Host has accepted the proposal. Loading resources of the God System...... Complete! Transferring Host to the World of Beasts.] A white light like a portal shone and sucked her in as she cursed loudly and screamed like her life depended on it. Then, she was gone as only silence remained. [*Ding!* Good luck to the Host.... May you succeed the Throne of this world....]