Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Parker was halfway down the hallway, his conversation with Diana and Isabella still echoing in his mind, when the universe hiccupped.

It wasn't dramatic—no thunderclaps or flashing lights. Just a subtle wrongness that made his skin crawl and his teeth ache. The kind of feeling you get when someone's watching you from the shadows, except the shadows were reality itself.

He stopped mid-stride, his hand instinctively reaching for the wall to steady himself. "What the hell?"

The shift rippled through existence like a stone dropped in still water, and Parker felt it in his bones, in his blood, in the very core of what made him the Prince of Existence. Something had changed.

Something fundamental.

But before he could process what—

Badump! Badump! Badump!

The heartbeats hit him like a freight train to the soul.

Not his own. Never his own. These were different—other—pulsing through the fabric of reality with a rhythm that made his chest tighten and his breath catch. The same fucking heartbeats he'd felt when he first awakened and returned to from the Nexus Realm, when his power had torn through him like wildfire and remade him into something more than human.

[This is weird,] Levi's voice cut through the cosmic static, concern bleeding through their mental connection. [Second time in your existence this has happened. What the hell is going on?]

Parker pressed his palm against his forehead, trying to focus through the overwhelming sensation. "It's different this time," he managed, his voice rough. "Stronger. The beats are too fucking strong, and there's three of them now, not two."

Three distinct rhythms, each one a universe unto itself. Two were similar—powerful, familiar, carrying the weight of his own essence mixed with something else. But the third...

Christ, the third was closer. Younger. Raw with potential that made his divine blood sing with recognition.

Before he could wrap his head around what any of it meant, Tessa appeared in the doorway like a woman possessed. Her usually composed demeanor had cracked, revealing something vulnerable and desperate underneath.

"Parker, darling." Her voice was tight, controlled, but he could hear the tremor underneath. "I need to talk to you. Now."

She grabbed his arm and dragged him into the nearest bedroom, shutting the door behind them with more force than necessary. The sound echoed like a gunshot in the sudden silence.

"Tessa, what's—"

"Sit." She pointed to the bed, and there was something in her tone that made him comply without question. This wasn't the Tessa who traded barbs with him or challenged his decisions. This was someone stripped down to her core, vulnerable in a way that made his chest ache.

She sat across from him, burying her face in her hands. Her shoulders shook—barely perceptible, but he caught it. When she finally looked up, her eyes were bright with unshed tears.

"I'm pregnant."

The words hit him like a physical blow. He actually stood and took a step back, his mind struggling to process what she'd just said.

"What did you just say?"

"I'm fucking pregnant, Parker." Her voice cracked on his name. "Four months. With your baby."

The world tilted sideways.

Shock and happiness collided in his chest like opposing forces, creating something that felt like drowning and flying at the same time. His divine senses were reeling, trying to catch up with information his heart had already accepted.

"Tessa..." He moved toward her without conscious thought, his hands reaching for her like she was gravity itself. When his arms wrapped around her, she felt smaller somehow, more fragile than he'd ever imagined possible.

But it was when his hand found her belly that everything clicked into place.

It was here. Right here, under his palm, pulsing with life that carried his essence and hers, woven together into something entirely new.

"A girl," he breathed, his voice filled with wonder. He could feel it in her very essence—the spark of divinity that marked her as his daughter, the strength that promised she'd be powerful beyond measure. "She's going to be incredible, Tessa. Like her mother. Like her father."

The name came to him like a prayer, like something written in the stars before time began.

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The shift in existence happened again, stronger this time, rippling out from their joined hands like the birth of a new galaxy. The very air around them seemed to shimmer with possibility and dread.

Tessa pulled him down and kissed him with desperate hunger, her lips tasting of salt and hope and something that might have been fear.

"Eliana," she whispered against his mouth. "It's beautiful. I love it."

"Thank you," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "For this. For her. For giving me another reason to fight, to live, to be better than I was."

"Thank you for making me a mother," she replied, her hand covering his where it rested on her belly. "I've been carrying this secret for months, Parker. Nobody knew. Nobody could sense it but me. Nothing changed about how I looked or felt, but I knew. I fucking knew."

He held her tighter, breathing in the scent of her hair, the warmth of her skin, the impossible reality of new life growing between them.

"How did you come up with the name so fast?" she asked, pulling back to look into his eyes.

Parker paused, his brow furrowing. "I... I don't know. It just came to me. Like it was always meant to be her name, you know? Like it's who she's supposed to be."

Somewhere across the city, in a mansion where two other women carried his children, the same name had been spoken with the same mysterious certainty. Two Elianas, both his daughters, both causing the same cosmic shift in existence.

But Parker remained blissfully unaware of the other heartbeats calling to him, of the other lives growing in the shadows of his expanding world. He didn't know that fate was weaving a tapestry of names and destinies that would reshape everything.

He didn't know that one of his Elianas would become the end of everything he'd ever loved.

All he knew was the woman in his arms, the child beneath his palm, and the overwhelming certainty that his world had just become infinitely more complicated—and infinitely more worth protecting.

Which Eliana though?