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

'Food, no, baby wipes, no, weapons armor…where is it…' I thought while rummaging through the multiple tabs of my inventory until finally…

"AHA!" I half shouted, half-whispered while withdrawing a long, rolled-up unit of heavily braided rope.

My muscles tensed as I lifted the coil almost the size of my body and dropped it beside me on the ground with a soft THUNK.

'Alright, what's the best way to do this? Instance rock is notoriously hard to chip, so it's not like I can go all rock-climber and use a grappling…hook…' Glancing down at the neatly coiled rope and back up to the two-foot-wide crevice in the ceiling, a plan began forming in my mind.

'That might work…but my strength isn't high enough,' squinting my eyes, I noticed a small stone face jutting out of the crevice about seven inches long.

The Caverns (3)