[Western Fantasy] Transmigrated and Became the Creator God's Child?

Transmigrated? Reborn?

Who gets it, guys? I don't smoke, drink, gamble, or sleep around. I have no criminal record, love life, and keep a healthy routine, yet somehow I got hit by a car like some character in a novel and transmigrated too. The only reason I don't think I'm reborn is that something about this space just feels wrong...

What kind of normal person's space is completely white, without a hint of any other color?

Help! Is anyone there? I'm so bored! Do you know what I am? I'm a ball, literally. To be precise, I'm some kind of "grain of sand" or "cell," or whatever. It seems like something else has gotten mixed in ◝₍ᴑ̑ДO͝₎◞

Where exactly am I? Is anyone there? I want so badly to escape, but I can't ꒦ິ^꒦ິ

All around me are countless brothers who look exactly like me, small, round, white things. I guess we're "grains of sand."

Aaaaaah! Aren't you supposed to get a System when you transmigrate? System, where are you? System? I want to scream at the top of my lungs!!!!!!

Dear readers, if you don't like this book, you don't have to read it. That's better for you and for me. There are plenty of fish in the sea, so why pine for just one flower? Thanks for understanding, thanks for understanding~