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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

After speaking, several seconds passed by with no response, and after the 30-second mark, I stopped tapping my foot and glared up at the storm clouds above.

"Really now, you decide to act like a child once I call you out; if you don't get down here this instant, then I will have no other option but to go up and drag you down."

This time, I noticed a flicker in the sky, no doubt Draven moving higher up to avoid me, but he and I both knew it wasn't going to solve anything in doing so…yet he still did.

The act reminded me of a child who was too scared to fess up that they had stolen cookies from the jar and was trying to avoid detection.

"Alright, I warned you, Dravey, the hard way it is." Holding my hands up in defeat, I walked over toward the NightWalker, who, upon seeing me, flared up, hissed, and tried hitting me again, only to get caught in my grasp.

Alright, I Warned you