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 the roughly 40 of us were relatively calm, to any normal person on Earth, what we were witnessing would be no different from a movie about the end of the world.

Off in the distance, hundreds of news helicopters, media vans, reporters, hell, even government workers, and typical rubberneckers were watching on in horror as the giant pillar of light extended toward the sky from the ground.

I didn't doubt that hundreds of millions of eyes were watching what was happening on their TVs or listening on the radio; I had seen similar things before when the Descent of Arkadia began.

While this was nothing new for us, for the people of 1999, it was everything. Every news outlet and TV channel was covering the "Colorado Lights,"

It didn't take long for the ground outside of my control to begin eroding away and transforming into a fast-moving flow of Earth being drawn toward the Inscription.

The Emergence (2)