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

To keep specific variables in play, I wanted to keep my childhood as close to the Origin Timeline as possible. The goal was to toe the line between what happened the first go around so that I had a path to walk and could control how my life would change.

While there were minute changes I had made so far, such as staying in the first house I ever lived in and keeping Amanda's infidelity in check, in the grand scheme of my life, they weren't drastic changes.

Sure, I could mess around with things to a certain point. However, if I, for some reason, went off the rails and started manipulating every single aspect of my early life, especially before Brenden was born, I could have easily accidentally wiped him from existence; thus, no matter how much I hated the woman who birthed me, I was forced to put up with her presence.

The Author’s Fall from Grace (2) ***