SanjarAli

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.
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[Reincarnation Process initiated...]
[Memories Removal in progress...]
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[THE UNIVERSAL REINCARNATION SYSTEM IS MALFUNCTIONING!]
[The Reincarnation Process will be partly completed]
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[Fantasy Terror System Installed]
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Reincarnated into another world of a novel he had read, in the body of an inconsequential orphan character. 

However, immersion in all common types of entertainment indifferently in his free time had blended and obscured almost all memories of them as he was never interested in such things, taking no true joy in them, and they were all just time killers for him.

Will he flourish despite destined obscurity in an unknown grim narrative?

Or... the opposite... 

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At least 2 chapters per day. 

Bonus chapters each week:

100 PS/10 GT: 1 chapter

200 PS/20 GT: 2 chapters

300 PS/30 GT: 3 chapters

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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.

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Reincarnated as a Fantasy Terrorist

100 PS: 1 chapter
200 PS: 2 chapters
300 PS: 3 chapters

BONUS CHAPTERS EACH WEEK!

"The first match of the fourth round is Kaelith against Miko Ashenvale," announced the professor's assistant.

"What have I come to?" Miko muttered. She stood up, flanked by four female servants holding plates of fruit for her to pick from, and two more acting as guards behind her.

"I can't believe I have to compete with wretched commoners undeserving of even my presence," she said, her words dripping with disdain as if she didn't care who might be offended.

With an air of arrogance, she walked confidently onto the circular dueling platform, her elegant sword adorned with crimson gems forged from the sturdiest metal money could buy.

Opposite her stood Kaelith, unaffected by her beauty, which blinded some onlookers to her inappropriate behavior.

Her long ginger hair cascaded down to just above her waist, the fiery strands framing her face and highlighting her mesmerizing dark crimson eyes.

The 'Test' Tournament [5]