Levi sighed. The kind of deep, dramatic sigh that could deflate a god's ego.
[Master…] she said with that tone. You know the one. That tired, judgmental, you're-about-to-do-something-totally-immoral-and-I-hate-that-I-love-it tone.
Parker's eyes twitched upward as the system notification slid across his field of vision like the punchline to a cosmic joke he wasn't supposed to laugh at—but absolutely did.
Infinity Equivalent Exchange is a Concept that lets Parker buy anything—as long as he has the money to match its true worth. But this isn't normal money.
His wealth is treated as pure authority, turned into a metaphysical force. He doesn't need permission, signatures, or deals. If the value of what he offers matches the soul of what he wants, the universe makes the trade instantly. No laws, no owners, not even reality itself can block it. It's not just about being rich—it's about having the kind of wealth that commands the world to obey.
