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

ROARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!

Without giving me a proper vocalized answer to my question, the Wyrm began letting loose an ear-shattering roar in provocation to my words before standing up using its wingless front appendages to brace its massive weight, then, with glowing brown eyes, activated one of its skills.

"Well, guess that answers my question," unafraid or dissuaded by the Wyrm's attack, I lazily lept side to side, avoiding the massive rock spikes exploding forth from below wherever I ended up standing longer than a second.

'Terra Spikes, as the second most energy-consuming attack in its roster, I shouldn't have to worry about a breath attack any time soon.' I thought as I effortlessly weaved in and out of the truck-sized spikes without getting so much as a spec of dirt on my body.

Testing in the Heat of Battle