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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

My Welcoming committee was that of multiple explosions as Brenden and Dad immediately set to work blasting away at the NightWalker, who, upon my entrance to the battle, had its back to us.

With several well-placed shots into the back of its legs, the monster dropped to its knees and howled in pain before whipping around and glaring at us newcomers with rage spilling over through its six eyes.

(BREAK!) Taking a sharp breath, I stiffly raised my left arm and launched a barrage of Geo-Spikes, all of which connected with the monster's back, rocking it forward and right into an uppercut from my ready in the waiting brother.

As an agile offensive tank, Brenden was always on the move, looking to get himself in the most optimal positions. The instant the NightWalker lurched forward from my attack, he was waiting, and with a loud crack, his Talent Boosted fist connected with such force that for a split second, I half believed him to have snapped the monster's neck.

Conclusion Of The Raid (4)