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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

Pushing away any stray thoughts about meeting that crazy bitch again outside of the Origin Timeline, I sat down on the fire escape and entered my Imaginary library.

One of the perks of this little Technique I had come up with long ago was any influx of new information would instantly be categorized and organized in my preferred manner, allowing for simple and easy access when it came to looking for the data I wished stored within the memories of those I extracted.

Soon enough, I was sitting at one of the many empty study tables, with two books opened in front of me, one with the title "Jennifer Rowing Surveillance." and the other "Overwatch High," Compared to some of the books here in my library, these two were drastically shorter as my Technique filtered out anything I would classify as "useless" information, leaving only the important details.

The Poor Little Groupie Should Come Out To Play