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

"It's a shame I didn't bring more containers with me; if I could take all of this, I'd be set for years to come; after all, Purely Condensed Particle Water is a prime ingredient for SOOO many things."

"Although it's only Alpha Grade, it is more than sufficient to curb the effects of Particle Suppression so long as I constantly consume it in regular intervals." Shrugging my shoulders, I began the long process of repeatedly refilling empty jugs and water bottles; hell, I even had several 5-gallon containers previously used to bathe, which I could fill up.

One after another, I continuously dipped empty containers into the small lake of crystal clear water until they were full before swapping to a new one and repeating the process.

By the time I finished the last one of my empty containers, I realized I hadn't even made a slight dent in the total volume of liquid and couldn't help but shake my head ruefully.

Cleaning the Messy Inventory