Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Look at me." She repeated the same words he had used on her when she felt weighed down with despair.

Reluctantly, he raised his head, his blue eyes set on her green ones. She felt the spark she had always seen in his eyes, lost.

"I told you I can be stronger, you won't need to protect me." She placed her hands on his cheeks.

Nix's eyes widened as he had a flash of a hidden memory of the original Nix's body.

He had seen Aimi hold his cheeks with her little hands and say the same words to him.

"Aimi." He spoke in a trance-like state, his eyes brimming with tears.

All uncertainty was starting to dissipate on why he felt the way he had felt towards Aimi especially.

His heart couldn't take the influx of memories rushing in of Aimi, he could finally see why she had been so stubborn and wanted to cling to him on the very first time they had seen each other.

She was merely acting on their previous close bond. Yet he had treated her like some stranger after waking up in the grassy field.

"Who?" Lumina questioned, confused by that bit of information.

Nix pulled away and turned around with a shake of his head.

He let out a subtle chuckle, it almost sounding like he had lost it.

'Here I thought this life was actually mine, it turns out I'm still acting on this body's thoughts.' He examined his fingers like they weren't his.

"Nix?" Lumina called out, hoping she could reach out to him somehow. His behavior wasn't in the right state of mind.

"As much as I would like you to know more about my past, now isn't the time, nor would I want you in danger because of me." He replied coldly, shaking his head.

Lumina stared at his back, unable to comment on what he had said. Believing with time he would confide in her.

"Is it necessary that the transfer of gift must be voluntary? And what happens to those who die with their gift?" He questioned, looking over his shoulder.

He had been curious as to why it had only been his mother's gift that had been transferred.

"A gift can only be transferred once to another relative before the imminent death. Take it as a way to prevent anyone from taking your gift forcefully or it goes to waste upon death." She reasoned with a shrug.

"You... you know about that?" Nix turned in her direction in disbelief. He had merely known because of his mother's scroll, but Lumina?

"You do too?" She said with a gasp, shocked by his knowledge about the very thing that had her brother killed.

Slowly he nodded his head to her question.

Lumina gulped, this had increased her curiosity about the knowledge Nix possessed. This was information not known to anyone.

"Before you ask me, how did you know that sort of information?!" She responded quickly, afraid he would back off from the question after she had responded.

Tongue-tied, he wondered how he could escape from such a trap she had said without knowing about hers too.

"I guess there's no way out of this, right?" He said, wiping down his face with his hand.

"Nope!" She popped the 'p', folding her hands and waiting for him to respond to her question. "You need answers? Then do the honors."

"It was a piece of information left in my care before my family's death." He spoke quickly hoping she couldn't grab a word he had said.

"So... anyone who knows of this usually ends up dead." She said while deep in thought about what he had said.

'In the end, she heard.' He brought his head down in disappointment. The rate at which this conversation was going was a reason for concern.

"How did you manage to escape it?"

"The same way you did." Nix deadpanned.

Narrowing her eyes, lightning coursed through her body, boiling to shoot them at him due to his witty reply.

"What are you going to do? Zap me for replying in the right manner?" He asked with a raise of his brow. This time, he wasn't going to use his gift to protect himself and see how well he could protect himself from her.

Gradually, her gift subsided and she exhaled. "Judging that you had said you were weak then, well I thought..." She placed her hand on her lips to stifle a laugh.

Nix narrowed his eyes at her words. She had intentionally used his words against her.

"Says the one born without a gift." He retorted with the wiggle of his brows.

"Well played." She acknowledged defeat, with a smile.

"My brother was killed when he had almost gotten word of who the true monster behind all of this weird phenomenon going on which had started over a decade ago." She willingly said, feeling more comfortable in explaining what had happened in the past.

'So it wasn't only my mother and the members who had known about this.' Nix blanked out at what she had just revealed.

"It would seem whoever is behind all of this wants their tracks to stay in the dark." Nix rubbed his chin.

Suddenly a thought popped in his head, immediately he pointed an accusing finger at her. "How am I sure you aren't trying to play some sort of game again, like last time?"

Lumina raised her hand in surrender, "when have I played games?"

'Shit!' He internally facepalmed at that slip. The information he had gotten from the paper she had tried hiding from him just like his mother had done.

Covering up the awkwardness he felt after being questioned, he let out a forced laugh. Dropping his hand as quickly as he had raised them to accuse her.

"So do you share some sort of memory of his?" He asked, dodging her last question.

Her eagerness to respond to any question about her brother had been the cause of her forgetting all about what she had asked previously.

"Well all I had gotten about the organization was from my brother's, so the right answer would be yes." She said with a shrug.

'So how is it that I haven't gotten any from mother, yet?' He scratched his head in confusion.