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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, 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: https://discord.com/invite/vQHqBpS2

SanjarAli · Fantasy
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91 Chs

First Large-Scale Operation [2]

Thud Thud Thud

Click

Creak~

"Who's it?" said the man who opened the door leading to the roof, his face twisted in annoyance, eyes narrowed, and a deep scowl on his face.

He peered down, irritation bubbling within him due to the unexpected disturbance.

"..."

He waited for a response, his irritation growing with each passing second of silence.

His gaze flickered to his left, scanning the area for any sign of the intruder, but his eyes were drawn back to the crowd.

About twenty individuals stood closer to the door, their postures rigid with fear.

Cold sweat glistened on their foreheads, dripping down their bodies as they stared at the man, their faces pale with terror.

They looked as though they were confronting their worst nightmare.

A lump formed in his throat, and he swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure.