Transmigrated With A Resolution System

Blood trailed down her forehead. The trail got into her eyes, an evil smile still present.

"Would you shut the f*ck up!" Lank yelled, raising his hand yet again, about to land another on her face.

Looking at her bloody face, didn't satisfy his hatred.

"Make me!" Ayanami hissed, scale marks making their way on her body.

Bam!

Lank made a hit on her face before she could shapeshift and make a slip.

[50 points gained]

[300 points gained]

[Congratulations on your successful completion, you have a total of 3303 points earned]

'Here comes another leveling up soon!' He said to himself with a grin, pleased with the number of points he had acquired.

Bam!

Bam!

Lank let out a crazed laugh, his chest heaving slightly at the strain he had gotten from channeling all his hate in a punch.

"Lank!" Nix called, there was no use in picking on Ayanami anymore, she had testified to her falsehood and was seen by everyone to be a liar and a manipulator.

Ignoring the call, he prepared to hit her once more.

"Enough!" Mrs. Neider yelled out in rage, dispelling her ability around the classroom.

"Mrs. Neider, noooo!" Mr. Gaviel called out in disbelief at the oncoming black fog.

Judging from her mood before it leaked out, it wasn't going to be pleasant.

"Students, prepare your minds for what's to come." He warned in a loud voice.

Whoosh!

There was a loud gasp as the fog enveloped everyone in its darkness, sparing no one.

Hyperventilating, her chest heaved as she tried to recollect the repercussion of what she had done. Her hands turned black and were slowly crawling their way towards her entire body.

'No. Please!' She tried to push back on the oncoming black vein-like appendages that stuck so diligently onto her body and were spreading all over.

A thick black fog had saturated the room, turning solid wherever there was meant to be an escape from the fog– sealing up any form of escape root.

Feeling a swift kick to Lank's head, he let out a groan, distracted by fog that had temporarily blinded him.

Ayanami let out a hiss, shapeshifting into a snake and slipping away with the distraction she had gotten.

"Damn it!" Lank punched on the floor, he had a slow reaction time after being kicked off Ayanami.

Rubbing his head, he activated the glow in his eyes, clearly seeing the number of students sitting on the floor, their eyes wide, pupils minimized as they stared at the floor.

He let out a sigh, they looked more like lower rank users who still hadn't been able to dispel the hold on them.

Their hands crossed over their head, shaking to whatever horror they were relieving in their minds.

"No... Please!"

He looked to his side, seeing a female student pulling on her twin peach ponytails, trying to rip them off, her eyes rapidly moving from her hair, and back to the floor.

Eager to understand how to help her, he squatted and took a look at her face very well. "What's wrong?" He said with a low voice.

She paused at his words, her hands dropping momentarily. She almost looked like she had gotten her grip on reality.

"Get away from me you cunning viper!" She pulled on her twin ponytails again.

Brows furrowed, Lank took a deep breath, and he tried to keep a calm mind. Constantly reminding himself that she wasn't talking about him, but merely whatever she was seeing.

"Please don't do that!" Lank pulled down her hands, shaking his head at it.

"It would kill you." She hissed, pushing his hands away.

"You must have lost your–"

'Mind your tongue, she's merely under the fog's influence.' He scolded himself, letting out a sigh.

"Those are snakes, right?" He asked, deciding to play along with her thoughts.

She nodded her head, grimacing as he pressed on.

"I'm here to help you rid yourself of the viper." He said with a grin, knowing full well she couldn't see him.

Hitting the side of her neck, Lank simply stared at her, waiting for her reaction.

Touching her neck, she looked back at her hand, a part of her fingers in one of her ponytails.

"My hai–" she couldn't complete her sentence as she immediately lost consciousness.

Catching her just in time, he had a smile, "you'd wake up soon."

Slowly he let her sit upright against the wall.

Taking a few desks, he pushed them to make a barrier in case others might stumble on her.

'Why am I not affected?' Lank furrowed his brows, confused by what he was witnessing as several others were sitting and caught in fog traps.

'Besides, where is Nix?' He wondered, looking around.

Feeling a hand on his shoulder, his hair stood on all ends and his teeth gritted as he growled.

Holding onto the wrist, he prepared to flip the unsuspecting person over.

"Hey! Lank, it's me." Nix said a little too quickly, deducing what he wanted to do when he had grabbed a hold of his wrist.

"Nix?" Lank turned around, relieved that he could still communicate with at least someone.

"What's wrong with them?" Nix questioned, confused, "Why can't I see anything?"

"If you couldn't see, how did you know I'm here?" Lank was starting to disbelieve that he had not been affected.

"Your blood stink led me to you easily," Nix explained with a shrug of his shoulder.

'Should I be glad by that statement?!' Lank's brows twitched as he was conflicted by the thoughts behind the words.

Lank's morale was wasted at that word. "Is that all that led you here?"

He had hoped he could chip in a few lies– 'Our close bonds are inseparable that it accurately led me here.'

He mimicked how he pictured Nix speaking those words. A smile made its way up to his lips.

"What's so funny?" Nix snapped at the sound of Lank's chuckle, he was getting frustrated by the sudden darkness.