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

With the effects of particle suppression in place, to say we made light work of all the tightly packed together Undead would be an absolute understatement…it was a slaughter fest.

Partway through the battle, Dad ended up stepping back into the safezone to catch his breath and recover now that I had arrived, which wasn't that surprising, considering I quickly learned that I had been missing for three days. During that time, Brenden and our Father had been fighting practically non-stop.

From what I gather, the implosion turned explosion not only eviscerated all the nearby Undead, but it also launched anything caught by the blast of air I had been caught in and moved them as a herd, all in whatever direction the wind carried until they were so tightly clustered together that they well…became stuck.

From there, it was easy pickings, as without the presence of particles, even Duke-Grade Undead were like chickens to Brenden with his maxed-out stats.

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