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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 · ファンタジー
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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.