Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Mr. Gaviel, you must be joking," Arion exclaimed.

"Shouldn't you be glad that you were chosen?" Mr. Gaviel retorted.

He was pleasantly enjoying his mental breakdown of Arion.

'You are sure as hell going to be a valuable play toy for the organization.' He thought with a smile.

Knowing all the troubles he had caused, it was only a matter of time before he would fall into the dark path of the organization.

Only then would he know the right way to go about things, if he can accept that he had chosen the wrong path.

Lank had a darkness that had been locked in him and regretted not being able to tell him, not while the pendant was still on him.

Although he had such darkness just waiting to be unleashed, he had managed to control it. The way Lank looked at Gia couldn't go unnoticed.

That was the same look he had for Neider, the very person who had pulled him from his dark path. This he had high hopes would also work in Lank's favor.

"How could I pair with two abom–" His breath hitched at the thought of continuing with his speech.

There was no way that they would let him off, it was best to keep a low profile.

'Take this as a way of getting more offensive training to crush your enemies.' He tried to convince himself.

Lumina narrowed her eyes, she could already tell someone would have his ass whooped repeatedly.

She had heard from Mr. Zhao, that the organization operated on a different rule–the strong rules and controls.

He had made mention of all he had gone through to get to where he was and had faith she could achieve much greater heights.

Her focus wasn't on greater heights, but rather to find out the truth about her brother.

She knew they knew about the transfer of her gift from her brother. Thinking hard on why she was approached, only one thought came to mind–they are trying to control her, since they couldn't do that for her brother, they thought they could only do that for her.

'You're so wrong, the weather's going to be so cloudy once we get there.' She snickered in her thoughts as she glared daggers at Arion.

No matter how she wished to bury the hatchet with him, he had always managed to get on her nerves every time.

"Are you afraid of a little responsibility, fart face?" Lumina teased with a pout, winking his way.

"Grrr!" Arion growled in rage, unable to do anything so much so that it frustrated the gas out of him.

"See, fart face," Lumina bit down on her bottom lip to stifle a laugh. "Be careful how gas escapes from you, we wouldn't want–"

"That's enough Lumina." Mr. Gaviel cut in.

If he allowed her to continue with her taunts, it was inevitable to watch both fights till the death.

'Please respect yourselves while here, you could fight till the death while in the organization.' He thought with a sigh, shaking his head.

Lumina scrunched her nose, folding her arms.

"Watch how you talk while everyone is looking," Nix whispered to her with the corner of his lips. His hands are in his pocket.

"I'm sorry I'm not as cool-headed as you are." She hissed, raising her chin, displeased by his words but also agreeing nonetheless.

"Nor can you bring up the heat as I can." Nix chipped in, his face in a smirk when he heard her scoff.

Mr. Gaviel's eyes followed Arion as he walked up to the others, making sure to keep his distance from both pairs.

He was visibly disturbed by the fact that the four who would be considered his teammates were the ones he had an issue with, some greater than the other.

'There better be other sensible ones!' He frowned at the thought of another annoying ranker being called out.

The remaining two were unclear as the most prominent students in their school had been picked.

The anxiety rose in the air as they debated amongst themselves who it could be.

"Could I get everyone's attention?" Mr. Gaviel clapped his hands.

"Much better, thank you." He said with a smile, nodding his head, he proceeded to call the two names at the same time.

These two had a good record from the very beginning and one of the most special sets, "Solis, Luna, please do join the others." He smiled.

Solis and Luna were the only known twins with magic who were in contrast with one another.

Solis had his hair in a sleek back orange hair which had highlights of yellow at the side, yellow eyes. His dressing consisted of black lace-up jogger stitching zipper pants and a black shirt that had a moon with a word–illuminating the starry night that curved around the moon.

Luna had her white hair in a strip taper fade undercut bun which had highlights of gray on the bun. Her dressing was rightly similar to Solis, the difference being her bust more prominent and the sharp contrast of color and theme on the clothes.

Instead of black, this was an all-white mashup. On her shirt was the sun which had a melting effect text right below–Burning through the day.

Nix watched the two for a while, his lips raised in a smirk.

'Twins huh?' Nix felt the need to laugh at how ironic this looked and satisfied with the fact they were fraternal.

The two did look similar in their own way, the only difference was their gender, hairstyles and the color of their locks. This came as a harsh reminder of his brother who was a spitting image of him.

'F*ck you Naz, we could have been like these two right here, all dark and sunshine.' He spat in regret when he remembered the little time he had with Naz.

From what he had realized, even though it was rare for siblings to have gifts or magic, it was a rare phenomenon for twins as they were bound to have and it would come in contrast.

He never took his eyes away from the pair as they made their way to join them on the stage. His interest in them intensified all of a sudden.

'Why haven't we met since I have been here?' He narrowed his eyes at them.