Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Enough, Nix." A voice thundered in rage.

Looking to the right, he saw Mr. Zhao come up from the shadows, his hands behind him.

His beard had grown considerably longer, reaching down to his shoulder blade level. He had a frown on his face as he locked his gaze on Nix.

"Fancy meeting you in this wonderful place, Mr. Zhao." Nix gave an eye shut smile.

Deep down, whoever was holding up the boulder above, meant business. If it did drop, he could easily destroy it, but might not be fast enough to shield the others from the debris.

'I can't let them get away with this!' He thought, looking around for the sign of the person.

Mr. Zhao gave him a brief body scan. It was way out of what he had imagined for the likes of an inexperienced fire rank user.

Unlike last time, he had never used his gift in a fight. This time he had readily used it to break out of one of their most reinforced encasement.

'How strong are you?' Mr. Zhao's brows twitched in frustration.

In all his years working for the organization, he had never seen such nimble actions before.

[Master, over there!] Mune called in a loud voice, floating above him and pointing ahead.

Releasing his grip from the wall, an unknown male jumped down from the 8 feet metal hanging planter.

A handsome young man with short silver hair, parted bangs, wolf ears, and a foxtail?

'What sort of mashup are you?' Nix looked at this character in confusion.

His dressing consisted of a black jacket, a silver fluffy top with a horrifically distorted wolf logo on it, and black fitted pants tucked into a silver knee-high boot.

His bound forearms and knuckles in bandages were raised, still holding up the boulder above Nix's head. His silver claws glinted with the reflection of the light given off from the lights mounted on the walls.

His silver slit pupils glowed amidst the black sclera. He stared at him with a mischievous smirk.

'Reanimation?' Nix tilted his head at the weird reference popping in his head the more he looked at the male.

"Teacher, his low life wouldn't be a nuisance anymore." The male spoke, sneering at Nix.

Nix let out a laugh at the reference, he had merely just arrived, yet a proper welcome was so far out of reach for any of them.

From the corner of his eyes, he could see Lumina being assisted out by Gia, Lank carelessly pulling out Arion by the arm. Solis and Luna stepped out slightly.

Nix closes his eyes, glad that they could safely leave the one place that drew him back.

With the distance they had made by relocating to a safer part of the environment, he couldn't help but let out a smirk.

'Freedom to teach this fool a lesson.' Nix thought, his fist raised in front of his face as a cross popping vein made its way to his forehead.

"Mind what you say, Obsidian!" Mr. Zhao snapped at the unsuspecting male.

His face carried so much shock from the scolding he had gotten from his mentor. He gritted his teeth as he stiffly turned his head towards Nix who was visibly trying to stifle a laugh.

"You!" He growled, his hold on the boulder tightening.

Little debris dropped on Nix's shoulder.

Brushing it off, he raised his head to lock eyes with Obsidian, "I would suggest you don't dirty this priceless shirt."

Watching the show unfold in front of them, his teammates facepalmed at that cringe-worthy line.

'Don't... just don't, Nix!' Lank hissed in his thoughts, almost regretting he is friends with such a guy.

They were at the prestigious academy, it wasn't best to ruin their reputation so early.

'Take things slowly, then we strike, you dimwit!' Lumina thought with a sigh. There was no way of convincing him otherwise, this was going to go shitty real quick.

[Show him who's the boss!] Mune whopped, riled up for the fight.

Nix hissed to the disturbance, he momentarily looked above, not at the boulder, but rather on Mune, who was acting a little bit out of the conventional way of doing things.

'Are you sure you're okay, today?' He questioned, bringing his attention back to Obsidian.

[Of course, I'm okay, never been better!] Mune smiled, placing her hand on her blush-stained cheeks.

'Hmmm...'

Sensing Obsidian was going to do something sneaky, he had to prepare himself for the inevitable.

Wanting to activate his gift, he frowned at the notification that popped up in front of him.

[System down, reconstruction in progress]

'What the hell is this? It was just fine a minute ago.' He blazed in his thoughts to the notification which continuously came up as he tried to risk the use of his passive gift instead.

[System down, reconstruction in progress]

[Guide reconstruction in effect]

[Master...]

Mune had a horror-stricken face, trying to reach out to him before she glitched and was immediately sucked into her void for the said action.

'It's just not my day, today.'

The corner of Nix's lips twitched uncontrollably, he almost let out a crazed laugh at the unfortunate predicament.

He had spited this devil incarnate just a few feet away, the boulder was steadily above his head, waiting for the beautiful opportunity to make a jam out of him if given the chance.

His arrogant ass would have to think of a better plan before he gets himself killed while waiting for the goddamned system to make its construction.

At that moment, he realized he had lost a huge part of himself and his routine to the system. This had made him realize how weak-minded he was without any augmentation from his gifts and system.

Although this was a world governed by those with power and how far they could go to implement them. Never in his life had he thought that he would be suspended from using anything trick he had up his sleeve.

'Are you trying to kill me while I just got here, goddamn system?!' He screamed, unable to come up with a logical solution to how this would turn out.

Obsidian looked riled up for battle, eagerly expecting a go-ahead from Mr. Zhao.

'Now would be a good time to remember our good days, Mr. Zhao.' Nix sweatdropped.

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Author's Note

¶ Have you ever felt confused, angered, or powerless when what you depended on fell through?