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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

(OB, LB, this is Pops. Do you read me…over.) accompanied by a bit of static, my father's voice entered the earpiece I was wearing on my left ear as he used all three code names I had designated for the operation.

(OB, I read you, but there's a bit of interference; it's the distance. I have positioned myself in the designated spot with overwatch in effect, LB sign-off…over.)

(LB Sign off, do you copy) I wore a slight smirk as I lay prone on the roof of Columbine High School, looking out over the parking lot. I poked at Brenden over the comms but only got static back in response.

(LB Respond to OB) That is until my father, code-named Pops, came over the coms again; only then did Brenden speak.

(This is bullshit, I fucking hate my Callsign, Seriously, LB, for Little Brother, why couldn't I just be YB or something….over.)

April 20th 1999 (1)