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

Noticing the expressions Jennifer made, my eyes narrowed slightly before giving her a push from my chair, making her faceplant into the couch thanks to getting tripped by the panties hanging around her knees.

For a second, Jennifer was stunned as what remained of her brain tried to catch up with what just happened. Eventually, my commands took control again, and she turned around on the couch, flung off her panties, and watched them fly across the room.

Bending her knees and making an M shape out of both her legs, the author sat there with her most precious place on display and rosy cheeks; however, she didn't move to follow what I had ordered immediately.

Confusion returned to her cloudy eyes that still faintly glowed with blue light as she looked down at her exposed vagina, then up to me, and finally at the toys in both her hands.

The Author's Fall from Grace (4) ***