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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 · Kỳ huyễn
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The Consequences [2]

"Aren't you gonna eat that?" Valtor's sister asked, her gaze fixed on Aurora's untouched breakfast.

"Ah! Uhm- I am," Aurora responded, though her mind seemed elsewhere.

They rose from their slumber a few hours after Aisam departed for the Academy.

She is skilled in the culinary arts thanks to her brother's influence, crafted a hearty breakfast for Aurora, hoping to coax some conversation from her.

Yet, despite Aurora's compliance, her attention remained distant, lost in a world of her own thoughts.

Observing Aurora's introspective demeanor, Valencia's appetite waned, her concern evident in the furrow of her brow.

"What are you thinking about right now?" she inquired gently, her tone laced with apprehension.

Startled, Aurora hesitated before responding, "I-I... It's nothing..."

Her gaze softened with empathy.