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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 · Fantasia
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76 Chs

The First Terrorhound [2]

Knock knock knock

Aisam knocked on the iron door of his base.

"Alright, alright, just a moment."

Step Step Step

"Oh, Hi bro," she said opening the door immediately not seeing the girl she brought standing beside him.

As soon as she opened the door, she looked straight ahead at him noticing that his hair had a few traces of blood on it and him wearing a cloak he didn't have hiding his real clothes beneath.

Leaning in she grasped both of his arms while locking eyes closely with him, "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" she yelled with furrowed brows and concerned expression.

"OW!" he exclaimed due to her sudden grasp, "Don't worry, it is nothing serious. I just got into a skirmish on the way here."

She gazed at him for a moment and eased her grasp as she stood straight, "I will get it outta you when we get inside."