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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

The coast was clear, Rowing was still sitting at the same table I had left her a little over an hour ago, and there wasn't a returner anywhere nearby; it was finally time to complete the task I had come from America for in the first place.

Walking up and leaning against the wall, I quickly topped off my Particle Count by downing several potions and even a water bottle filled with particle water, bringing me back to peak form for what needed to be done.

As it had been a while since I attempted to coerce multiple people at a single time, I needed a second to focus my thoughts before walking into the cozy and quaint Café.

A small bell above the door signaled my entrance to the building, alerting the staff that another customer had arrived; upon noticing it was a child, they seemed to write me off, but in that split second that our eyes met, I began my ploy.

Operation Take Over The Franchise (1)