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

Sticking to the areas with poor lighting, I moved around the first floor of the two-story mansion, getting a lay of the land with my Perception. Soon enough, I ended up under the grand staircase in the direct center of the house.

From here, I could surmise that all eight of the bedrooms were on the second floor; meanwhile, the first floor had a kitchen, dining room, front room, sitting room, den, and living room.

The place reeked of wealth, with expensive paintings and sculptures here and there, and even the rugs looked to be antique, at least a hundred and fifty years old.

'Luckily, from Henry's mind, I know that they haven't been living here long, at the very most, three months, and it is one of the MANY homes they own in the area; heh, what's one less house for them, I doubt they'd even know…hm…' scanning around the mansion with my eyes closed I suddenly picked up on something faint, in the farthest bedroom on the second floor.

The London Base of Operations (3)