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Reincarnated as a Fantasy Terrorist

Aisam, disenchanted with life and weary of his mundane existence, found himself adrift in a sea of apathy with no clear purpose or ambitions. Tragically, his unfulfilled life came to a sudden and devastating end when he became a victim of a terrorist-plotted airplane crash. ... ... [Loading...] [Reincarnation Process initiated...] [Memories Removal in progress...] [ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!] [THE UNIVERSAL REINCARNATION SYSTEM IS MALFUNCTIONING!] [The Reincarnation Process will be partly completed] [ERROR! ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!] [℅$#?] [Scanning the host...] [Conditions have been met] [Fantasy Terror System Installed] ... ... Reincarnated into another world from one of the novels he had read, as an inconsequential orphan character. However, immersion in entertainment indifferently in his free time has blended and obscured many story memories. Will he flourish despite destined obscurity in an unknown grim narrative? {If you enjoy it, kindly consider adding it to your library collection, vote with Powerstones, Golden Tickets, Gifts, etc. Your support is crucial and very much appreciated.} ______________________________________ It's my first novel, and English isn't my first language so I kindly ask for your patience and support. Constructive criticism is greatly welcomed as I strive to improve and grow as a writer. * The following story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ......... Discord Server; Give me feedback & Shape the Story (18+): https://discord.com/invite/vQHqBpS2

SanjarAli · Fantasy
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95 Chs

First Large-Scale Operation [1]

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"Let's begin," Celia said, her voice cutting through the silence like a winter chill, her bare feet whispering against the floor as she strode down the corridors of the towering building.

As she passed every room, her touch transformed solid wood into delicate piles of snow, each door revealing the unsuspecting students within, abruptly halting their revelry and preoccupations.

Confusion erupted behind the doors, voices overlapping in a chorus of surprise and alarm.

"Huh?!"

"Come on, darling—What the hell?!"

"Oh yes, yes!—What?!"

"Who the hell did that?!"

"$#@!?"

Students rushed to their doors, curiosity, and concern etched on their faces.

Some cautiously peered out, while others boldly stepped into the hallway, only to find themselves with a mysterious figure in white clothing.

"Hey—"

With a mere touch, a student dissolved into the snow, the transformation swift and silent.