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

Although outwardly, it didn't show, as Brenden and I walked out of Gnarnia and into my bedroom, internally, I was actually quite nervous.

My Father was very much the embodiment of a Hero, from his justice-driven mindset down to the fact that he had been a cop for nearly 30 years. He had spent the majority of his life putting away criminals, and in a sense, I was the worst Criminal to ever step foot on Earth.

'Heh, it's good to see I still have one or two emotions intact,' I thought while the two of us left my room and headed toward the kitchen, where we found my Father setting up for dinner, which, by the way, was fried chicken from the grocery store, a staple in my household growing up.

It wasn't that my Father didn't know how to cook, only that his list of recipes was EXTREMELY small; we could basically tell what day of the week it was depending on what meal was for dinner.

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