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

Constant explosions rang out for a solid 15 minutes as every one of the howitzers unloaded shell after shell in a hailstorm of gunpowder and fury down onto the waves of Undead. With each explosion, the ground was torn asunder.

From my vantage point, I could hear and even track the whizzing shells as they flew by in wide arcs before slamming into the ground and blowing up chunks of terrain, along with scattering fragments of undead corpses every which way.

Even so, by the time I gave the cease-fire notice, not even an eighth of the theorized army had been obliterated. That was the problem with firing explosive shells into a crowd like this; modern tech simply couldn't guarantee a 100% kill rate, and with numerous different races of undead present, there was no doubt going to be something in the ranks that could stop these kinds of attacks.

The Gates Are Open (2)