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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.

SanjarAli · Fantaisie
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76 Chs

The Main Cast [1]

Ring! Ring! Ring!

Tap.

"I'm glad it works just fine," Aisam said, waking up and stopping the ringing of the clock beside his bed. It was 6:30 in the morning, and he needed to be in class by 7.

He immediately organized his bed and went through his morning routine before exiting the male dormitory and heading toward the Magic Arts Department.

Walking through the pavement straight to his destination without glancing at anyone or anything around him, he inevitably overheard several conversations.

...

"Isn't that boy seriously handsome?!"

"Yeah... I think I've fallen in love!"

"Hey! Get off me! People's bodies don't fall when they fall in love!"

"You two, stop it! Don't you know he is a commoner?"

"Huh? But I heard he lives in one of the most luxurious rooms in the entire male dormitory. How's that possible?!"