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

'Psy-Kinesis, Don't Move!' my words rang out in the head of the assailant like a stone dropped into a calm pond, freezing and causing them to lock up.

'Unless spoken to, you will remain silent.' Following my first two-word order, I quickly spat out another seven, draining my PC further; however, it was a necessary precaution.

It was unknown how strong the opponent was, but the fact they froze with the simple two-word command and didn't require more effort was more than enough for me to understand they had a Low Intellect stat.

From the start, I ended up using a two-step process. My verbal speaking wasn't unwarranted; it served the singular purpose of achieving the one requirement of my Talent in the early ranks.

Identity