Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Are you looking for that little device? What good is it when you're in the organization?" Obsidian shook his head.

There was no point holding it if he was right in the very place that attended to such alerts.

"Was I searched?" Alex frowned, uncomfortable with that notion.

"If you call helping getting rid of unnecessary equipment and forms of identification that could be detrimental to you, then yes, you were searched." Obsidian snapped.

Alex couldn't understand why this strange animal-like human was being so antagonistic to all he said or asked.

Looking over at the other three, they seemed more approachable.

Pulling Obsidian to his side, Nix grinned as he planned on introducing the roommates. "Sid here..."

"Obsidian to you!" Obsidian snarled at Alex, he could only condone that nickname from Nix and no one else.

"Sid here," Nix repeated a little louder than before so he could maintain control of the conversation. "is your handsome roommate, isn't that awesome?!"

Alex's eyes widened in shock at the revelation, he switched glances from Obsidian to Nix and back again.

"Someone's not happy with the joyous news." Lank teased in a sing-song manner.

He was glad that he had someone he could share his warmth with–Gia, thankfully not some block-headed feral who had little knowledge of human interaction.

"Whose order was it to pair me with... with him?!" Alex took a glance at Nix, trying to get up and out of this entrapment.

He wasn't meant to be in the organization, this was the very place he dreaded but for some reason, he found himself here.

Nix obstructed his path, putting a smile. "Where do you think you're headed in your condition?"

Alex raised his brow, there was no use stopping him from leaving, he was nothing but a normal citizen, so why are they treating him like some sort of important figure?

"Back to my home in the city? Far away from this place." He responded, shaking his head at how stupid they all looked trying to stop a mere citizen.

They had been taught to know their place in the hierarchy, they do not interfere with the lives of those with abilities and vice versa.

This had made them reliant on the black box, it had been the only option to call on the gifted and magic users to come to take care of their abominations.

Seclusion–this had been Alex's motto for quite some while and he enjoyed every bit of peace, not until he crossed paths with that girl.

Staying in the organization would be a deterrent to what he had built for himself.

Nix and Lank burst into laughter at his statement, earning a displeased look from Alex.

He had tried so hard to decipher why they had reacted in such a way, but none crossed his mind no matter how he tried.

Nix's happy mood immediately disappeared as fast as it came, he looked down with an air of pity at Alex.

"Even if you try to leave, it's out of the question for now," Nix replies coldly.

He had simply brought Alex for a greater plan he had in mind. All they needed to do was act in line with that for the time being.

Build a reliable team he could trust and share the mutual benefit of working with him.

"Why would I be kept against my will when I don't possess any sort of ability like you all do?" He raged.

'Nah... I'd pass.' Lank took a step back seeing his eyes flicker to its faint maroon glow. He wasn't going to experience another unnecessary blast.

"As much as I hate to admit, I had sensed a suppressed gift in you." Obsidian scoffed, raising his chin.

"Have you looked in a mirror lately?" Lumina pointed out, shaking her head at how stupid this felt, speaking to him yet he thinks they were lying due to no visual proof.

They couldn't identify what sort of gift he had, apart from the static blast they had experienced minutes ago, another wave wasn't necessary.

Alex's hand searched on the bedside table for some reflective surface. The moment he was able to get the hand mirror, he brought it closer to his face to identify the issue.

A gasp could be heard from Alex as he stared at his reflection, witnessing his eyes flicker every two seconds.

"Your ability is unstable, not after unlocking it after such a long while of being suppressed." Lumina pointed out, speaking from part of the memory she had acquired from her brother.

She had never envisaged the time she would ever understand some of the research he had done, not until the opportunity presented itself.

"No..." He mumbled, throwing the handheld mirror at the wall in a rage.

Crash!

Klak!

Klak!

He hyperventilated, looking down at his legs, contemplating his next action.

There was no way he was going to believe the bullshit he was being spoon-fed.

"How dare they experiment on me?!" He yelled, pointing an accusing finger at them slowly.

"Here we go again." Lank facepalmed, sick and tired of the blame game and the mess that came with an unpredictable ability.

His red eyes glowed and so did his fangs and claws protrude as he prepared to engage.

Looking to his side, he let out a slight chuckle at the quick transformation Obsidian had undergone, they both had thought in the same line.

'Contain the problem before the problem overwhelms you!'

"All of you stand down!" Nix hissed, raising his right hand so he could stop his team from attacking as a form of defense.

Alex was just confused and angry, this could be resolved with the right approach and not senseless brawling.

Holding the glowing glare that Alex had, he noticed Alex's demeanor change into a flinch.

Alex felt a demeaning aura overwhelm him the moment he stared into Nix's glowing blue eyes.

"I... I..." Alex tried to explain while he made a futile effort to pull his gaze away from Nix's.

Beep!

Beep!

[System reconstruction complete]

[Congratulations host, the system is fully operational]