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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 · Fantasi
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Planning [1]

"Please, give me these."

"Alright, wait a moment, please..."

"Ok, here you go, sir."

"Thank you."

Aisam woke up from his bed after listening to music and went outside the city before it was night and dark to buy a few notebooks and pens.

He swiftly returned to the Academy before the gate was closed and headed toward his room.

After thinking about his plans extensively, he realized it was too much to remember and keep track of in his head alone.

So, he decided to note them down in notebooks and papers, connect his ideas and thoughts, and once he had formulated his plans, he would tear them all apart to prevent any chance of them being discovered.

Tap

He quickly entered his room, closed the door tightly, and shut the blinds of the windows until the room was completely dark except for the soft glow of the mana lamps.

Thud