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

<p>The Tent fell silent as I did my thing; first things first, I picked up the pointer stick used to move figures and such around the table and began drawing lines branching out alongside the inner gates, boxing the two of them in, and after adding a few choke points along the way, I had a full scale, six-walled box drawn before stepping back and continuing to run calculations in my head.</p>

<p>"If this was your idea…then it's a big ask, Commandant; even given the information I listed on my file, the sheer amount of energy required to make such a massive entrapment is beyond what I would be comfortable trying." Exhaling loudly, my eyes flicked back and forth as I tried to figure out a suitable way to do what was being asked of me, but in the end, even with my processing power, I couldn't find a logistical or logical solution.</p>

The Stage is Set, Ushering In a New World (4)