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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

With Brenden gone and me no longer having to be on the lookout for any outside threats constantly, my life became rather dull rather quickly.

If anything, I am a creature of habit and repetition, so once something outside of my normal daily pattern changes, I tend to be lost for a while until I can recover, blame it on the TISM, or what have you. Still, I've always been like that, and since I needed to find something new to do, thus a few weeks after Brenden jumped into the Instance, I decided it was time to hunt down those P**emon card booster boxes.

Unfortunately, as I VERY MUCH had the voice of a five-year-old, it wasn't like I could start by calling every single sports card shop in the phone book one by one and asking, as I would be dismissed as a child in a heartbeat, so I did the next best thing.

"O-Town Sports Cards, this is Travis speaking," I heard the voice of a young man come over the phone.

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