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Reincarnated as a Fantasy Terrorist

[Dropped. It's been messed up too much, and is unfixable. Maybe I'll rewrite it someday, but if you can do better, you're welcome to 'steal' the idea.] In a world where nothing seemed to matter, Aisam once lived a dull life with no passion or dreams. But fate took a cruel turn when he perished in a tragic plane crash planned by terrorists. Suddenly reincarnated in a new world, he found himself in the body of a forgotten orphan from a long-forgotten novel he once read. Armed with a mysterious system, Aisam chooses to traverse the world pursuing the path he chose to accept... The Path of Terror. *** 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 try to improve. That's why, the further chapters you go, the overall story may have improved.

SanjarAli · Fantasie
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Mind-Virus Mission [2]

"Yea- Pleas- Spar- Me-" she begged.

"Huh? I didn't hear that."

"PLEASE SPARE ME, ARGHH!" she yelled with all the force she could muster.

"Alright, I'm convinced for now," he said, removing the plants from her neck.

"Ahhhh..." She exhaled heavily.

Snap.

He grew plants again, restraining her arms and legs, making her sit on the ground.

"Did you think you were free? Just sit there until we're finished talking."

He then interrogated her, discovering that the 'Mind-Virus Workshop' was indeed in this district.

"Okay, now get up and guide me like a good girl," he said, releasing her arms.

"Ahem! Please follow me," she said after standing up.

She led him through the forsaken district to a dilapidated house at its far end, where the fortress cast a shadow over everything.

Entering the house, she moved to a corner and touched a plank of wood, applying mana to make it glow with a brown light.