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The Villain's RE:Life

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

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IT WAS REAL!

Knock Knock

Before we could continue speaking, two sharp knocks on the door drew our attention, causing the Commandant to look at me to see if it was alright. I nodded, and he cleared his voice before saying,

"Enter,"

With a swift swoosh, a young man in an Army uniform hurriedly ran in and saluted us in order of rank: The Commandant, then me, and lastly, Piniki.

"Sirs and Ma'am, there is someone outside who wishes to speak with you…"

"And that is important enough to interrupt our conversation. Why, Corporal?" The Commandant questioned, causing the poor guy to flinch and stare off at the wall.

"Sir….it's the President."

'Oh Shit, here to see lil-ol me, heh, oh, this will be fun.'

"Then what are you waiting for, Corporal? Show him in!" Jumping to his feet and straightening out his uniform, the Commandant demanded, causing the poor guy to scamper off and step aside outside the door.