Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System! - Chapter 223

Chapter 223: Nyxborn Chaos Path
There were options.

Parker sat there for a second, staring at the void like it had personally disrespected him. Laying on the ground? Nah. That wasn’t it. It didn’t vibe with the whole mighty presence, royalty incarnate energy he was supposed to radiate.

So, he stood. Hands folded neatly behind his back like some dark emperor out of a fever dream, pacing slow and deliberate—each step a little reminder that he was in control. Always had been. Always would be.

“Levi,” he muttered, voice low but sharp enough to cut glass, “show me the damn notification. Let’s see my path.”

That was how it worked after hitting Tier 3. Every awakened who reached that level had to take on a path—a cosmic roadmap tailored to their essence, their personality. Some wrestled with choice, like assassins or more. Not Parker.

For Parker, there was no choice. Never had been. His path? It just happened—automatic, like muscle memory burned into the bones of every life before this one. Same damn path, every. single. time. Eight lives deep, and with each one, a new layer of that cosmic mess peeled back, like the universe itself couldn’t help but hand him another piece of the puzzle.

And now? This was life number nine. The last round. No more rewinds, no more resets.

This was it—the moment everything unlocked for real. Full send. The Nyxborn Chaos Path in all its insane, overpowered glory.

And yeah, that path let him do a lot of messed-up, terrifyingly cool shit. One of the biggest perks? Making anything—and he meant anything—bend the knee. Beasts, spirits, even those Primordial beasts freaks who thought they were untouchable? Nah. They submitted.

Levi and others like dragons and phoenixes? They were the Exhibit A of that power.

Funny, though. Thinking back, before all this chaos truly kicked off, maybe Levi that little menace had sensed it coming, that her little act would soon be useless. That’s probably why she’d started acting like her real self—less “helpful system” and more actual menace like a mother sending naggings in his mind. Shifting from helpful AI system vibes to her true form—an actual problem. Like she knew her leash was about to snap.

That little—

[Ding! You have unlocked the Nyxborn Chaos Path…] Oh, she wasn’t even gonna let him finish the insult and the notification smacked into his thoughts like a brick to the skull.

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[Nyxborn Chaos Path

A path of Prince Nyxilith—the chosen, the son of HER. The one who defies all structure, all reason, all limitations. The Master walks where existence itself trembles, wielding the power to unmake laws, twist fates, and command the primordial forces that shape reality itself. Not a mere wielder of chaos—chaos breathes through the Master. Where the Master treads, order fractures. The known collapses. What once stood as untouchable, unbreakable, eternal—becomes nothing more than clay in the Master’s hands, ready to be shattered, reshaped, rewritten.

This isn’t power. This isn’t destiny or fate. This is the living embodiment of chaos itself. When the Master moves, order cracks, and the ‘impossible’? Yeah… that’s just another plaything!]

*

Parker blinked, jaw tightening as that last sentence hit.

“…Damn, Levi. Did you swallow a thesaurus and wash it down with pure melodrama?”

[You’re welcome, Master.] Levi’s voice oozed smug satisfaction, sugary-sweet and annoyingly proud. Parker couldn’t help the sharp exhale that left his chest, half-laugh, half-are you serious?

But deep down? Yeah… He felt it. That chaos, that pull. This wasn’t just some fancy title—this was who he’d always been. And now? Now it was awake.

Parker willed himself to see deeper into his path, and like flipping through pages of a book written in the fabric of existence, everything flowed right in front of him—clear, inevitable. And there it was, waiting for him at the bottom of it all, beneath every ability he’d already unlocked.

The last piece of the Nyxborn Chaos Path—at the very bottom of others.

The final layer wasn’t just power—it was the truth of what he was becoming:

[Entropy Sovereignty – Master thrives in entropy; the greater the destruction, war, or cosmic disorder, the more his presence expands. Gods and Primordials fear him, for their own downfall fuels his ascension, making him a being that grows from the ruin of all things.

[Anarchic Devourer – Master does not simply plunder power—he can erase.its very concept from others. If a god wields fire, he does not steal it—he strips them of its very existence, twisting it into something beyond divine comprehension!]

The trick he loved so good when he used to face the arrogant divines on his journeys through the existence but of course with his current level, trying to do this was tantamount to committing suicide.

There’s more;

[Absolute Lawlessness – Master can abolish the laws of reality. When he enters a domain, the fundamental rules governing existence—gravity, time, causality, divinity—collapse unless he wills otherwise. Even the highest gods stand powerless in his presence.

[Primordial Seizure – Master remakes the very essence of power. A deity of war? War itself bends to his will. A supreme being? Their nature is his to redefine. What was once their strength becomes an extension of his own vision!] This was power he unlocked in his Fourth life and he’d that reincarnated in a xianxia world like his Third life. Of course he didn’t remember every part of his eight lives and where he was, most were fragments.

[Nyxborn Vessel (Boundless Capacity) – Master can wield all things. His body does not reject foreign power—it adapts, absorbs, and perfects. Divine forces, chaotic energies, eldritch truths—where others would be consumed, he endures, unshaken!] This was his first life power than allowed him to store all powers he plundered endlessly without facing backlashes or limits to what he could have.

It made his body limitless and boundless.

[Genesis Paradox (Sovereign of Beginnings) – Master controls the origins of all things. Life, Death, Space, and Time—he can reshape their beginnings, alter the foundation of existence itself. At lower levels, this power demands an immense toll, threatening to unravel even him!]

“I don’t remember anything on that one but I get pretty much the gist of it!” Parker thought. Controlling the concepts of beginning? That spoke volumes of his title and the Prince Of Existence!

[Soulbinder’s Dominion—Taming the Untamed— – Master binds what defies control. Spirits, mythical beasts, eldritch horrors—none can resist his authority. The stronger the being, the greater the struggle, but once claimed, not even the gods can break free!]

“This was my Second life power of my path, right?]

[Yes master it is and the first thing you did was breaking into the timeline to see what happens in the future and that’s how to got…]

“Spoilers, Levi!” He stopped her.

[Yes master! I won’t mention anything about Ere, Medusa and others!]

“Damn Levi! You just did!”

[Here’s another one master,]

[Chaos Nexus – Master stands beyond destiny’s reach. Probability itself crumbles before him, making impossibilities his reality. No prophecy, no divine foresight, no universal law can dictate his path!]

“Makes sense, I assume this is why you agreed to my orders when I first got you. I didn’t just corrupt the system, I was giving it orders and you just followed?”

[Yes and no master, although by that time I wasn’t awake and the system didn’t know who you were, so you indeed corrupted the system to follow you order!]

“I see, let’s see another one—My last power.”

[Nyxilith’s Will Over Fate – Master reshapes fate at his will. With a mere gesture, he twists destinies, breaking the chains of predetermination. At lower levels, fate resists, demanding sacrifice—his time, his power, or even fragments of his very soul!]

Parker tried to peer deeper—really feel the essence of that last aspect of his path.

But the second he reached for it, bam—a sharp, stabbing pain ripped through his mind like someone had just taken an ice pick to his skull. Hell, it wasn’t just the last one; every damn aspect hit back like a pack of rabid dogs.

Something was wrong?