Reincarnated as a Trash Extra To Kill The SSS-Rank Villainess-Chapter 132: His First Key
Raziel descended the stone stairs to the East Basement.
Zorya walked two steps behind him holding her canvas satchel tight against her chest.
Up above on the ground floor, Lara stood guard near the cloister entrance.
Lucian patrolled the adjacent hallways spinning a practice dagger in his hand, ready to intercept anyone getting too close.
They reached the heavy iron door of the Inscription workshop.
Raziel pushed the metal open and stepped inside.
He understood the true nature of this room now.
This was the first of the six sealed chambers depicted on the bronze map.
This was the training ground for Architectural Inscription.
The academy had pushed him to learn this exact discipline since the day he first channeled his Umbral energy into the stone slate.
The silver runes of the Ancient Pantheon glowed across the brick walls the moment he crossed the threshold.
The light illuminated the dust motes floating in the stale air.
"Sit in the center," Zorya instructed, dropping her bag onto the wooden table.
Raziel walked to the middle of the stone floor and sat cross-legged.
He placed his hands flat against the cold ground.
He channeled his Umbral Paragon core.
Gold and black energy flowed from his palms and traced a basic sequence into the stone.
The academy responded.
VMMMM!
The building initiated a dialogue without using spoken words, communicating through geometric patterns flashing across the bricks.
Raziel observed the first pattern, analyzing the structural logic and replicating the sequence on the floor using his dark mana.
FZZT!
The Umbral energy sparked and dissolved into black smoke.
He failed the first sequence.
The academy projected a second pattern.
This one was faster and denser.
Raziel copied the intersecting lines.
He miscalculated the angle of the containment circle by a fraction of an inch.
The mana collapsed into useless smoke.
He failed the second sequence.
He failed the third sequence three seconds later.
A sharp pain stabbed behind his eyes and hot blood dripped from his nose.
Zorya rushed over from the table holding her charcoal pencil and a blank piece of parchment.
She crouched next to him and stared at the glowing walls.
"You are forcing the geometry," Zorya said, pointing her pencil at the silver light.
"You treat the runes as rigid boxes. They are currents."
She sketched a quick diagram on her parchment.
"Look at the intersection points," Zorya explained.
"The mana needs to flow through the angles without stopping. You anchor the corners too hard. You fight the stone instead of writing on it."
Raziel wiped the blood from his upper lip and studied her sketch.
He adjusted his mental approach and relaxed his shoulders.
The academy presented the fourth sequence.
Raziel channeled his energy and maintained a fluid motion, guiding the gold and black mana through the angles without forcing hard stops.
The sequence stabilized on the floor.
The academy accepted the answer and projected the fifth pattern.
They worked together for two continuous hours. Zorya analyzed the impossible geometric logic and translated the ancient syntax into actionable steps.
Raziel executed the drawings using his accelerated physical reflexes and his volatile core.
Sweat soaked his tunic and his knuckles ached from maintaining the constant mana flow.
They completed seven sequences in a row.
The academy projected the eighth and final sequence.
Raziel stared at the wall and his brain struggled to process the visual information.
The eighth sequence defied standard runic theory.
It required drawing a geometric structure that modified its own physical shape in real time.
It was a Rune designed to learn and adapt to the environment.
Raziel raised his hand and attempted the drawing.
The gold and black energy tangled and shattered before he finished the first loop.
He tried again and failed on the second loop.
He failed five consecutive attempts.
The Shadow Parasite recognized the negative emotion and pulsed against his ribs.
The entity offered a simple solution.
He could unleash the full power of the Umbral Paragon and force the rune into existence using sheer brute force.
He considered the option.
[WARNING: OVERRIDE WILL COST -15% EMPATHY]
Using maximum power guaranteed success, but it cost a massive chunk of his permanent humanity.
He remembered the blank dead look in Zion’s eyes when she slaughtered civilians.
He remembered Celestine draining souls without blinking.
He refused to become that, to lose his mind just to pass a test.
Raziel dropped his hands.
He did not ask the Parasite for power or the System for an override.
He placed both palms against the glowing stone floor.
"I cannot do this alone," Raziel said, speaking straight to the ancient foundation of St. Celeste. "Teach me."
The silver runes on the walls flickered.
One beat.
Two beats.
Three beats.
The complex eighth sequence shifted on the bricks.
The academy broke the massive geometric puzzle down into four smaller manageable steps.
The building adapted the lesson to fit the student.
Raziel exhaled a long breath.
He followed the simplified instructions, drawing the base structure and adding the adaptive loops.
He integrated the environmental anchors and connected the final geometric lines using a steady flow of Umbral energy.
The drawing stabilized on the stone floor.
It glowed with intense gold and black light.
The lines shifted and moved.
The Rune expanded to absorb ambient mana and contracted to stabilize its core.
It learned the physical properties of the room and adapted its shape to maintain equilibrium.
It was alive.
The blue interface materialized in his vision.
[GIFT MASTERED: ARCHITECTURAL INSCRIPTION — LEVEL 1]
[DESCRIPTION: You possess the ability to create Runes that modify themselves and evolve. You rewrite the physical rules of the environment.]
[LIMITATION: This ability currently functions only on surfaces containing runes of the Ancient Pantheon.]
[GIFTS MASTERED: 1/6]
One down. Five to go.
Raziel stood up from the floor and helped Zorya to her feet.
They gathered her notebooks and left the underground workshop.
They walked up the stone stairs and reached the main corridor.
Raziel reached into his tunic pocket to grab the heavy bronze map.
The metal plate felt warm against his fingers.
He pulled it out and looked at the engraved blueprint of the academy.
The first of the six hidden markers glowed with a steady silver light.
He unlocked the East Basement chamber and claimed the first key.
The second marker on the map began to blink.
It indicated the physical location of the next sealed chamber.
Raziel studied the architectural layout and traced the path with his thumb.
The blinking dot sat right in the center of the academy grounds. It was located deep underground, directly beneath a specific building.
It sat beneath the Main Chapel.
It was the most heavily guarded and sacred location in the entire institution.
The second Forbidden Gift was Soul Resonance.
To reach the sealed chamber and claim the second key, Raziel had to dig through the consecrated floor and desecrate the main altar of the Church.
The Nine dead gods possessed a terrible sense of humor.
