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

Shaking my head violently so as to free my mind of the excess thoughts, I pulled out a matchbook before sliding off the vent cover and giving me access to the room.

The moment the vent was open, the pungent smell of exposed gasoline hit me, and I sucked my teeth loudly while rolling my tongue over my top row.

'Heh, ok, let's be smart here, Taylor, why in the fuck did you think it was a good idea to pour the gas all over the floor before leaving the room, come on FOCUS IDIOT!' chastising myself for my idiotic move, I now had to come up with a better idea as I couldn't just light a match and drop it onto the ground from above.

If I did, the only conceivable result was a massive and explosive fireball erupting the instant the flames came in contact with the vapors hanging in the air.

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