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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 cut a long story short, no, Vincent didn't eat, maim, or torture the puppy; it was quite the opposite; in fact, from the moment we walked into his Condo, the man went into what I could only call "Dad mode," catering for little Schnitzel's ever whim and want, spoiling it beyond anyone's expectation, even my own.

Like I knew he liked animals, but what I witnessed was far from what any shrink or psychologist would acknowledge as something exhibited by a person projecting Sociopathic tendencies.

In the Origin Timeline, Harlow was a well-established sociopath and psychopath, yet the man fluttering around the house, playing with a small wiener dog, was a far cry from the monster I knew him to be.

Regardless of my thoughts, Renni was a nightmare to deal with the remainder of the time we were at the Condo. She would constantly look over her shoulder all night long to check on the puppy's status.

Leaving Germany and Returning to London (1)