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

'Four cameras, one positioned in each corner, this will be quite the task, what to do…what to do…' watching carefully as the security cameras panned from left to right so that every inch of the room was covered under surveillance, I popped my head back into the vent and sat cross-legged.

'My throwing abilities are a little lacking, but I should be able to hit them…the question is how much time I will have between dropping the four cameras and one of the guards coming to check in on what is going on with them.' Tapping my chin twice, I scrolled through the Arkadia Store in search of some cheap throwing knives, which I soon found and, as a result, became 200 Low Ark coins less wealthy.

'So…I have to hit my mark; no big deal…right? We've done this hundreds of times before...so what if I had my Talent skills to work as a buffer? Now I have high stats.' Taking a deep breath, I turned around, facing my back to the vent opening, and counted down.

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