Transmigrated With A Resolution System

"Don't lie to me, I can tell." Fegan reminded, shaking his head, cautious about his plans to do otherwise.

'There's no way.' Nix concluded.

"How could I possibly be from another world, there is only one wor–"

"How many times do I have to say, do not lie to me?!" Fegan punched on the tabletop in frustration.

His expression dulled, the moment Fegan had spoken. There was no way he could accurately explain where he originated from, nor could he trust him enough to explain what was going on.

Feeling his heart thump in his chest as Fegan's eyes bored into his, he tore his gaze away.

'You need to calm down, there can't be anyone who knows about my weird travel into my art piece.' He told himself, exhaling to maintain his calm.

"I don't know why you would think I could come from another world. Is there another I didn't know of?" He questioned, folding his arms.

"Hmmm..." Fegan hummed, looking over at his daughter who stirred in her sleep.

Standing up, he walked up to the hammock, "Forgive me." he mumbled, preparing to forcefully wake her up.

His hand glowed with a white aura, he gave a slight hit to her stomach, retracting his hands as quickly as they came down.

Gasp!

Cough!

Cough!

Hana repeatedly coughed, with her hand to her throat.

"I'm sorry." He wrapped arms around her, "it was the only way to get a certain someone to own up to the truth."

Hana pushed him away from her, she needed all the space she could get to breathe properly. Trying to reach for the injury at her back. "It's healed."

"Hana, concentrate please." Fegan facepalmed.

Pushing back her hair, she looked up and did a double-take upon sighting Nix.

"Father?" She faked a smile, speaking through closed teeth. Her eyes glanced from her father then to Nix.

"I told you he would come eventually."

"Not in the right way, anyways." Nix cut in, rolling his eyes at how he had put his speech.

"He's denying the obvious." Fegan laughed, pointing at Nix.

​ Nix dodged the attention, he wasn't going to let himself be pointed at without knowing what they were talking about.

None of what was happening was making any sense to him. This wasn't what goes in line with the regular plots.

For the first time, he saw her eyes glow like her father's. She had the same ominous look as Gia.

'Oh, another one.' He cringed, almost getting a scope on what her magic might be.

"The one who had crossed from another world, welcome." She said in a monotonous voice.

Nix took a step back, creeped out by her ability and tone of voice. "What nonsense is she spouting?"

"There's your answer," Fegan folded his arms.

"The nonsense she is spouting is nothing but the hard truth that you're too adamant about not owning up to." He made an air quote at the beginning.

She pointed a finger in his direction, her fingers shaking slightly, "beware, there is another who would pose a threat to your plans."

Nix's ears pricked at that piece of information. Not being able to keep up with the pretense. He walked closer to her hammock, that piece of information directly concerned him, and to a degree, he understood what it meant.

'There's another person who transmigrated here?' He raised a brow.

"How is that possible? When did that happen?" He queried.

Hana closed her eyes, then opened them again and the glow had deactivated.

She stared with wide eyes at how close Nix was, her cheeks flushed once more. Bowing her head, her hair cascaded to cover her face.

Blinking several times, he couldn't process what sort of reaction she had just displayed.

"Get away from my daughter, prediction is over," Fegan called out from behind, clapping his hands.

He still didn't trust that his daughter wasn't having some sort of attraction toward this kiddo.

'Alas, I get to see a magic user who can predict things.'

Raising his hand in surrender, Nix took two steps back. "As you wish."

Her look reminded him of the one he sees on Lumina. If it was anything close to how she stared at him, he didn't want anything to do with Hana. He had enough complications with females to add another to the collection.

"So do you now believe what I said was true?" Fegan narrowed his eyes, a smirk on his lips.

Whistling, Nix looked away again, he was caught, but he couldn't help but be interested in that prediction.

"What did she mean there was another?" He looked over to Fegan.

Putting his hand out to stop him from asking any more questions, he needed to know some answers first before answering his.

"Now that is confirmed, I would need to know something." He paused, looking over to Nix to get his reaction.

Nix closed his eyes for a moment, letting out a sigh, he nodded his head in compliance.

"What's your name? I guess kiddo isn't going well with you." He said with a laugh.

Conflicted about sharing that part of him, he shared an awkward look with Hana who immediately hid her face again.

Fegan still had his smile, awaiting his response, "you already know our names, which only confirms my daughter's prediction. So please, do go on." He cajoled.

"Nix." He replied.

"Pleased to meet you, even though we have tried to kill one another on our first meeting." He joked, stretching his arm out.

Nix gave a brief chuckle, "you and I both know where that would end." he said with a smirk.

"Right, right." He nodded, "it's a good thing that it was known before things escalated."

There was no time to waste on that strange prediction Hana had given, he needed his answers too.

"So about the last prediction she had given..." his voice trailed, looking over to Hana again.

Slowly raising her head, she looked to her father, when he gave her a nod in confirmation, she let out a sigh.

"Fine, but you might not like what you hear." Her demeanor darkened when she thought about what she had predicted.