Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

It wasn't just curiosity making him ask about their powers—it was preparation. Knowing their abilities on paper wasn't enough. What really interested him was how they experienced their abilities. Power wasn't just about what it could do—it was about who was wielding it. Powers weren't static; they changed, adapted, and grew depending on the user.

What mattered was how they felt them, how they used them.

Take Naomi's Lunar Dominion, for example. If he had that ability, he could probably become the moon itself. Not literally, but in the sense that he could erase a city with a flick of his wrist, reshape tides, and dictate gravity if he had enough energy. But Naomi? She couldn't do that.

At least, not yet. And even when she did reach that level, her version of the power would still be different.

That's what he needed to understand.

So, he needed to hear them out, get their personal understanding of their abilities. It would help him figure out the best way to train them when they're not in the Training Space. Better to let them explain their own strengths than assume he already knew everything.

It wasn't about what he knew—it was about who they were with their powers. How they felt them. What their instincts told them. Once he had that, he could tailor their training accordingly.

And, of course, when the time came…

He'd know exactly who to Plunder from.

Parker exhaled, his gaze shifting to the car window as the city blurred past. The familiar streets, the neon lights reflected on the glass—it was all routine, but his mind was elsewhere.

Parker knew a shit ton of powers. Millions of them. Maybe more. But he wasn't arrogant enough to think he knew everything. The multiverse was too fucking weird for that. Every time he thought he had it all figured out, something—or someone—came along and flipped the script.

Like Tessa's Winter. Most would mistake it for ice, but the two weren't the same. They shared similarities, but Winter wasn't about freezing—it was about ending. It was the difference between frost creeping over a window and the kind of cold that erased life itself.

Parker sighed, shifting his gaze to the window again, watching the city blur past, the world outside was bright, busy—moving. But he wasn't looking at that anymore.

He was looking at them.

He glanced at their statuses. No new abilities, no sudden evolutions—just their stats and power levels steadily climbing.

Tessa's Physical Stats: 2000.

She was a monster now. Reaching the Sixth Tier had pushed her to terrifying heights. Physically, she was still weaker than him, but not by much. And considering she had Chronokinesis on top of that? Yeah, she was broken.

Elena, on the other hand…

Her stats were top-tier—but what made her unique was that they weren't even limited by her power level. Even as a Third Tier, she was physically stronger than Tessa. And the kicker?

Her chosen path: Battle Maid.

Focused on protection.

Parker barely held back a laugh. Battle. Maid.

Of all things, that was what she went with? It made sense, but still—Elena? The walking definition of "I'll punch God if He looks at me wrong?" That meant, Elana choose her own Path.

Yeah, she was never gonna say that shit out loud.

Unlike him and his siblings, who were practically designed for their paths, other people chose theirs.

For example—Tessa's was; Winter Empress—Sovereign of Time.

Parker chuckled. "Tessa and the fucking clichés…"

She stirred slightly against his shoulder but didn't wake up.

He shook his head. She was gonna be insufferable once she got all her abilities under control.

His gaze shifted to Naomi.

Levi's voice echoed in his head, casual as always. [She's either gonna be Ere's rival or her best friend!]

Parker smirked. "Yeah. That tracks."

Stats: 800

Naomi's stats were lower than Elena's, sure, but that didn't mean shit in terms of raw power. If Elena was an unstoppable force, Naomi was the unseen one. A shadow that didn't need permission to exist—it just was.

And the worst part?

Her shadows weren't even bound by daylight. They were slightly weaker, yeah, but she could still move unseen, even under the sun. Combine that with her Lunar Dominion, and she became terrifying at night. As long as she had moonlight, she could keep going and going—like some overpowered, eldritch version of the fucking Energizer Bunny.

"If we're talking shadows…" Parker thought, "hers are basically the second version of Ere's."

Levi hummed in agreement. [That's cute, but Ere's shadows are incomparable to anything. She literally rules them. She's not a Primordial Beast for show for kid to enjoy!]

Parker nodded absently. "Ere's domain over shadows wasn't just some fancy title—it was absolute. She was the abyss. The first, last, and only true master of the dark."

But still—Naomi? She'd make a damn good assassin, just like Ere.

His gaze flicked to her status screen. Loyal Moon Shadow.

No surprises there.

If it had been anyone else, their path probably would've been Shadow or Moon Shadow—something basic, predictable. But Naomi? Her path was different. Loyal Moon Shadow. This path was the effect of Infinity Loyalty, that's for sure.

And not because she was loyal to the moon—nah.

Her loyalty was tied to him.

And the craziest part? She had no fucking idea that the stronger her loyalty got, the stronger she became. It wasn't just a title—it was a feedback loop, an endless power cycle. Like she was plugged into some infinite battery, a machine pumping her fast growth without her even realizing it.

It was kind of ridiculous, actually. Parker could steal powers, but Naomi? She could farm strength just by trusting him. Like some broken-ass RPG mechanic disguised as a personality trait.

So she basically has endless energy sources; The moon itself and Prince Nyxilith.

He dragged a hand down his face, sighing.

Yeah. He was definitely keeping her close.

Parker exhaled, leaning back into the seat.

He was relieved.

They were strong—strong enough to protect themselves, strong enough to protect each other. Their powers weren't just good—they were insane. If they kept growing like this, they'd be untouchable.

And honestly?

He'd love to see someone dumb enough to try them.