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

In the distance, the pack of 15 monsters furiously attacked the barrier without showing any signs of weakness. If it were anyone else standing in my place, they wouldn't think twice about hunkering down and waiting for the storm to pass. However, if there were ever a moment where my insanity shone, it would be times like these.

Having stared down the jaws of absolutely colossal monsters 50 times my size unflinchingly in the Origin Timeline, these wolf-sized mongrels were nothing short of puppies in my eyes.

Walking slowly away from the corpses while casually spinning the stolen sword around my left shoulder, a twisted smirk spread across my face as I expanded my perception to the maximum to get a read on the strength of each of the monsters.

That was when I noticed two outliers lying in wait in the back of the mass of furry bodies.

First Instance Battle