Chapter 177: His Exact Half

Raziel stood in the massive, endless expanse of pure white light inside his own mind.

He reached his scarred right hand forward.

He touched the floating source code left behind by the Founder five centuries ago.

VMMMM!

The millions of tiny, shifting white polygons shattered against his fingertips.

The raw code dissolved and rushed straight up his arm.

The frequency drilled into his bones and flooded his physical mana channels with raw, unfiltered administrative data.

The translucent blue screens flashed and turned pure, blinding white. The standard game UI vanished entirely.

[REQUIREMENTS VERIFIED.]

[THE SEVENTH ANOMALY HAS BEEN UNSEALED.]

[GIFT MASTERED: SOVEREIGN OVERRIDE — LEVEL MAX.]

Raziel breathed hard.

He bypassed the progression mechanics entirely.

[DESCRIPTION: You possess Domain Authority. You dictate the physical and magical rules within a ten-meter radius of your physical body. You reject the Architect’s code.]

[COST: Continuous stamina drain and fixed 50% empathy lock.]

[GIFTS MASTERED: 7/7.]

Raziel read the final line and closed his eyes.

The white void inside his mind collapsed.

Raziel opened his eyes in the physical world.

He did not float in the light anymore.

He lay flat on his back on the cold stone floor of the Founder’s room on Level -6.

He smelled the damp air of the East Basement and tasted copper in his mouth from his bleeding arm.

He looked up.

A massive, flat gray void ripped open in the air just two inches from his nose.

Elector Mordecai swiped his bare left hand seconds ago and deleted the physical space inside the cell.

The unrendered hole expanded downward to chew on Raziel’s boots and erase the stone tiles.

Mordecai stood over him.

The supreme commander of the Inquisition looked down at the bleeding novice.

He possessed administrative access to the game board, and he executed the cleanup protocol without hesitation.

“The error ends here,” Mordecai stated.

The Elector pointed his open palm directly at Raziel’s face to delete him.

Raziel did not run or roll away.

He activated the seventh Forbidden Gift. Sovereign Override.

VMMMM!

A sphere of pure, blinding white light erupted from Raziel’s chest.

The light expanded outward in a perfect ten-meter radius and saturated the tiny stone cell. The light bypassed the physical walls and pushed through the ceiling.

The white energy hit the massive gray void hovering over Raziel’s boots.

BZZT!

The deletion code screamed.

The red digital static chewing on the stone floor sparked and shattered against the white light.

The glitching polygons dissolved into useless dust.

The unrendered gray hole in the fabric of the world stopped expanding.

The gray void reversed.

The missing stone tiles materialized back onto the floor.

The missing bricks popped back into the wall. The small wooden desk and the feather quill snapped back into existence.

Raziel rejected the deletion. He overwrote the Architect’s command with his own Domain Authority.

Mordecai stopped moving.

The Elector lowered his bare hand and stared at the restored room.

The cleanup protocol analyzed the raw data venting from the novice on the floor, and the administrator recognized a catastrophic breach in the server rules.

“You violate the parameters,” Mordecai’s amplified voice echoed through the tiny cell.

The Elector gripped his crystal cane tight. “You do not possess the clearance.”

“I possess the room,” Raziel answered and pushed his body off the floor.

He stood up and faced the supreme commander.

He stood inside his own ten-meter circle of absolute control. Inside this specific radius, the Architect held zero power.

Inside this radius, Raziel wrote the code.

Mordecai raised his crystal cane. He aimed the glass tip directly at Raziel and tapped the empty air.

He typed a direct command into the server to delete the physical entity standing in front of him.

CLICK.

The white geometric code flashed from the tip of the cane and shot straight at Raziel’s chest. The command hit the boundary of the ten-meter white sphere.

CLANG.

The deletion code shattered against the Domain Authority.

The white geometric lines broke into a million useless pixels and dissolved before they even touched Raziel’s tunic.

Raziel analyzed the tactical reality of the situation in a fraction of a second.

Mordecai possessed administrative access to the rest of the world, but the Elector stepped inside Raziel’s domain.

Raziel raised his scarred right hand.

He pointed his index finger directly at the Elector’s crystal cane.

“Drop it,” Raziel commanded.

He did not use physical force to push the weapon away.

He used the Sovereign Override.

He dictated the physical rules inside his ten-meter radius. He commanded the gravity acting on the crystal cane to increase by ten thousand percent.

The crystal cane slammed into the stone floor.

CRACK.

The immense localized gravity ripped the weapon out of Mordecai’s grip.

The crystal hit the floorboards with the kinetic force of a falling anvil and shattered into a hundred jagged pieces of glass.

Mordecai stared at his empty hand.

The cleanup protocol lost its primary interface tool.

The Elector looked up at Raziel.

The pristine white robes glitched and the human flesh peeled back from Mordecai’s face, revealing the shifting black code beneath the skin.

“The anomaly expands,” Mordecai stated.

“The server requires a hard reset.”

“I am the reset,” Raziel answered.

He took a step forward.

He grabbed the front of Mordecai’s pristine white robes with his right hand.

The Elector tried to swipe his bare hand to delete Raziel’s arm, but the deletion code failed to render inside the white sphere.

The Moderator lost his administrative privileges inside the ten-meter radius.

Raziel channeled his Umbral Paragon core.

He burned his own blood to activate Anchor Blood and amplified his raw physical strength.

He lifted the supreme commander of the Inquisition off the stone floor with one hand.

He slammed Mordecai backward against the heavy brick wall of the cell.

BOOM!

The kinetic impact cracked the mortar and shook the ceiling.

The illusion of human flesh dissolved entirely from Mordecai’s body.

The pristine white robes turned into a swirling mass of jagged black wireframes and red digital static.

Raziel pinned the glitching mass of code against the wall.

He stared into the featureless void of the administrator’s face.

“You deleted my friend,” Raziel growled.”You deleted my courtyard.”

He raised his bleeding left fist.

“Now I will delete you.”

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