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

Weaving in and out of the hailstorm of arrows aimed at me, I slid on the ground, hacking through the ankles of multiple Younglings, then allowed my momentum to carry me forward as I bounced up and caught the face of a petrified Fae before slamming him into the ground with a messy splat as its skull caved in after connecting with a rock.

"FILTHY HUMAN, I WON'T LET YOU CONTINUE!" The Elder, a middle-aged-looking Fae with bright Red hair, screamed while drawing a hatchet from his hip and racing forward to meet me.

While his movements may seem fast to ordinary people, or even the Fae Younglings, in my eyes, it was like watching a video at a negative two times speed.

Thus, it was incredibly easy for me to lean out of the trajectory of his attack and then lash out with my dagger, severing his hand at the wrist and allowing the hatchet to go airborne.

You've Entered My Killing Domain