TayLawJorg

Ten Years after the Descent to Earth of a Radical And All-Knowing System Called Arkadia, Life has changed in ways we could only surmise given we lived in a comic book. People with superpowers, Monsters, Heroes and Villains, Hell, there were even Other races coming out of the woodwork like Elves and such. Still, it wasn’t until The Extraterrestrials Invaded that things went from bad to worse. 

Yet, as if hope truly existed, 5000 of us Earthlings were given the opportunity to Head back into the past, only we didn’t know at the time there was a cost for doing so. By sending us back, the Descent Clock began, as Arkadia was pushed 10000 years into the Future, and it was up to us Returners to get things set back on course by changing the past to mold the Future.

And I, being a boogieman of a Villian in what I dubbed the Origin Timeline, have come up with thousands of potential ways to affect my new life, like stealing popular franchises to earn some long-term funds or….hunting down notorious Serial Kills and Solving long-standing Cold cases I had been curious about since I was a teenager.


**THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION; ANY CHARACTERS OR EVENTS THAT OCCUR ARE PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES**

Additional TAGS: #MultipleRegressors,#IntelligentMC

The Villain's RE:Life

There was so much I wanted to know and hear first-hand accounts of. Being born in 1914, my Grandpa had lived through WW2, something that wouldn't interest me until I was in my mid-late 20s, and by that point, he had long since passed away.

Giving Granpa a big hug, my eyes drifted to my Nanny, who was beaming brightly as she snatched me away from my Grandpa and peppered my cheeks with kisses.

"NANNY!" I cheered gleefully, causing her to magically brighten even more as she understood I was finally at the 'recognition' age.

"Look at my big boy, you are getting so big; how am I going to hold you if you get any bigger?" she quipped while poking my tummy and kissing my forehead, making me giggle.

'I wonder if…,' as I interacted with my Nanny, I couldn't help but contemplate if there was anything I could do to help her health so that she didn't have a stroke a few years from now.

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