Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System! - Chapter 573

Chapter 573: Absolute Draven

[Should we wake up the twins and Selzara too?] Levi’s voice crackled in Parker’s mind, sharp with anticipation and probably a little bit of anxiety about what would happen when they had even more powerful entities running around.

Parker nodded slightly, but his expression suggested there was more to this plan than just family bonding and nostalgic hugs.

The goal wasn’t just to make Nyxavere remember how much she loved them. There was something else—something deeper.

Something that might be the key to saving her from whatever game was being played with her soul.

*

Later, in the living room, the atmosphere had shifted from cosmic chaos to something resembling normal family dysfunction—if you ignored the fact that one of them now had wings and a glowing symbol of scales on her forehead, and another one was still occasionally flickering between dimensions when she got excited.

Bella sat with both palms propping up her chin, staring at her sister with the kind of fascination usually reserved for watching someone juggle flaming chainsaws while riding a unicycle.

“It’s still you in there, right?” she asked finally. “Like, you’re not gonna start speaking in cosmic pronouncements and judging my life choices every time I eat ice cream for breakfast?”

Evelyn—now Judgment, but still fundamentally the sister who used to steal her clothes and give questionable relationship advice about Bella dating Julian—laughed. The sound was exactly the same as it had always been, warm and genuine and completely at odds with her intimidating new appearance.

“I’m still me,” she assured her sister. “Just… more me. With existential authority and an irresistible urge to kick Erebus whenever she gets too smug about her dimensional manipulation skills.”

“Hey!” Erebus protested from her spot curled up in Seraphina’s lap like the world’s most dangerous house cat. “I’m not smug! I’m confident. There’s a difference, and that difference is very important to my self-esteem.”

“The difference is that confident people don’t need to prove it by trying to delete their opponents from existence,” Judgment pointed out dryly. “That’s just showing off.”

Meanwhile, Parker was focused on his vampire daughter, who was doing her best to look innocent despite the fact that she was practically vibrating with residual battle excitement and probably planning her next interdimensional adventure.

“Seraphina. Where the hell have you been, darling?”

Without hesitation, Seraphina pointed at Scarlett, who was standing at the edge of the family gathering like she was ready to bolt at the first sign of trouble or emotional honesty.

“We went hunting,” Seraphina said with the kind of casual tone that suggested interdimensional demon slaying was just Tuesday for her. “There was a ruptured dimension leaking nasties into the void, so we went and cleaned house. It was fun! Lots of screaming and explosions and that satisfying crunch when you crush something that shouldn’t exist.”

Parker nodded. The direct Origin Families members (Royalities) often assisted the defense army when things got messy between realities. It made sense that Scarlett had taken Seraphina who wanted to test her abilities in real combat instead of just practicing on training dummies that couldn’t fight back properly.

But there was something different about her now. Her blood aura had grown thick—not just stronger, but fundamentally changed.

It carried undertones that made reality itself slightly nervous, like it was politely considering filing a restraining order.

“What else did you learn out there?” he asked, because he could feel there was way more to this story than just casual demon genocide.

Instead of answering with words, Seraphina decided to show off like the daughter overachiever of the Prince of Existence she was.

Her blood aura expanded outward like a crimson tide with anger management issues, but this wasn’t just the usual vampiric presence that made people nervous about their necks. This was something that reached into the fundamental concepts of existence and started rearranging them like cosmic furniture.

The air around them grew thick enough to walk on, stealing every concept of breathing until the very idea of needing air became a distant memory that no one was particularly fond of anyway.

Then reality shifted.

One moment they were in the living room having a perfectly normal family, the next they were standing in what looked like the space between spaces—a void that wasn’t empty but was instead full of potential that hadn’t decided what it wanted to become yet and was taking its sweet time about it.

Time began flowing backward around them, not just reversing but becoming negotiable, like Seraphina was having a polite conversation with causality and winning the argument through sheer force of personality.

Then everything became abyss. Pure, perfect void that existed in the gaps between existence, the place where things went when they stopped being and weren’t quite ready to start being something else.

“Absolute Draven Blood,” Parker breathed, genuinely impressed and maybe a little bit concerned about what his daughter had gotten herself into.

The demonstration lasted only seconds before they were back in the living room, but the implications were fucking staggering.

Seraphina hadn’t just learned a new technique—she’d mastered one of the fundamental forces that existed beneath reality itself, the kind of power that usually came with warning labels and liability waivers.

“She’ll be perfect when Draven wakes up,” Parker murmured, giving Scarlett an approving nod that she probably didn’t deserve but definitely needed.

Scarlett looked away quickly, her jaw tightening like she was biting back words that would probably start another family crisis and require at least three hours of emotional processing.

Parker studied her for a moment, noting the tension in her shoulders, the way she kept herself apart from the family chaos like she was afraid of contaminating them with her presence, the careful distance she maintained even when receiving approval.

‘Come to think of it,’ he realized, ‘isn’t it time I finally handled the Scarlett situation?’

The thought carried weight. There were too many unresolved threads in his family. Scarlett had been one of them for far too long, and it was time to deal with it.

He also had twins and a primordial dragon to wake up.