An Extra’s POV

"This world… doesn't it remind you of all those cliche stories we used to read as children?"

As Adrien's voice permeated the air, sending a chilly sensation through the ears of the only audience he had—Rey—he had an air of solemness. An eerie silence accompanied his voice as he continued, his blue eyes dulling with every uttered word.

"The Dragons are the villains, set on world domination… and the other races are being overrun by evil. Heroes are summoned to face this threat, and by slaying the Emperor, they root out the evil completely…"

Rey remained quiet as he heard Adrien speak.

He had never read or heard of any of those stories that Adrien referred to as 'cliche', and perhaps that was because he wasn't particularly afforded much of such books when he was a kid. He eventually outgrew his interest in them.

Even now, Rey found himself having more of an affinity with textbooks or documentations, rather than novels.

"It's almost like we are in such a cliche setting… and someone has developed this entire narrative to pit us against the ultimate evil."

Rey kept up his silence.

"You've seen it too, right? Some things that clearly seem biased. For example, the Elves… they're special and loved by this world. I can't use Necromancy on them—well, except Dark Elves, but still… it's almost like they were built by some sort of higher entity."

"Like… God?" At this point, he had to say something.

"You could call them that. I'd rather call them a Story Teller. In this narrative… this game of blood and death, we have been chosen as the heroes—the main characters that should bring balance and peace to the world."

"Okay…?"

"Doesn't it make sense that the villains could also be brought into this world the very same way? H'Trae is like a blank canvas… some sort of battlefield where good and evil clashes." He said with a deeper frown.

could sense multiple emotions emanating from Adrien. This was the first time he would be seeing the boy express himself so deeply and

The sight was… odd.

this, and I have no idea what good could possibly come out of this chaos. Personally… I'm

why

and break free from this cruel game that is being played." Adrien raised

"...."

end up as the

"...."

and what agency I have… it makes no difference if I'm a puppet on a string. So, that's why I realized the only real choice I can

"... And what's that?"

eyes gleaming with sheer malice

game. By expelling myself

to sink in, Rey's thoughts slowly began to surface from the inner depths where they

'He's not wrong…'

deny Adrien's suspicions, or outright dismiss them. This indeed appeared to

this guy… he's dangerously smart and perceptive.'

and there due to what I saw, but to think he

Rey grew impressed

But, that wasn't all.

one opposite him, there was also the gnawing fear—the

dangerous

why Ater wanted me to converse with him like this? To understand him more, but also to recognize his value as an