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

"Thems some big words for a man who has forsaken his humanity to become some…disgusting abomination; let me guess, you found an Evolution path that would allow you better to harness the abilities of your little Homunculus puppets." Reaching over my shoulders, I drew my Askrima sticks and held them down by my sides.

"You have quite a mouth on you, but I suppose I must admit, your deductive reasoning is quite high; you see, I've been watching you since the moment you stepped foot on the Columbine High School campus, and from the beginning, you appeared to be aware something was amiss." Speaking in a calm and friendly manner, Draven descended to the ground a few paces in front of his small army of losers.

"Yet you don't seem to be aware of my identity; what does that say about YOUR deductive reasoning." Stepping forward, past my brother and the unconscious Sonas, I left behind Piniki and the inscription barrier, singling myself out in case things kicked off.

Often imitated, Never Replicated