An Extra’s POV

There is no such thing as a real 'Choice.'

For everything one does has been somewhat predetermined by biological inclinations and societal orientation. People are predisposed to acting in certain ways due to their upbringing, as well as innate traits inherited through the gene.

These factors make the 'Free Will' they possess as mere illusions.

One does not 'choose' to eat. They are either hungry, satisfying a craving, or following a directive stemming from certain external conditions that is further amplified by an internal response.

…. This is the position of certain philosophies.

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"I am not the one who started all of this." The Oracle began as she looked at Rey with an emotionless face.

Yet, her eyes… something about it felt tragic.

"I am neither the owner of the game, nor the one who designed the board. I am nothing more than a player forced to sit on one end of the board and play with the pieces that I am bestowed upon."

"Bestowed upon by who?"

"I do not know, but… you have met one of them, have you not? The messenger of the ones above." As The Oracle said this, Rey remembered the accident that brought himself and all his classmates before the pearly gates.

Back then, they were greeted by a rather magnificent entity.

"Seraph?"

Oracle smiled softly. "It

smile and

"Huhu… indeed."

rather sunny atmosphere. The sudden warmth cleared the remnant cold, though the drenched figure of The Oracle remained unchanged as Rey

wasn't walking, which meant she

do not resent me and the Elves. Continue to look after them, even after

smirked as soon as he heard that. "And what's in it

She shrugged almost instantly.

Consider it something of a last favor… a dying wish of

"You're going to die?"

new Vessel and become the new Oracle. However, I am not certain if I will remain 'me' once this is over. I doubt I was this way

what she was saying, and it

would do the same—which was why agency was left to the pieces on

speaking… she has done nothing

emotional; subject to his arbitrary definition of right and wrong… something he felt

this world." Rey confessed, following the same spirit that prompted The Oracle to

"Oh, really?"

the case, it almost feels like this entire world was made just for me. I got an amazing Skill, was able to experience a lot of

Maybe he just happened to

such power fall on

was what he told

for me to think this way, but I somehow feel responsible for this world—or rather, the people within

exact moment when his goal evolved from just getting stronger to a much larger ambition, but he knew that

war to end. I want to protect humanity, to defeat the Dragons… and to create a

was all just a selfish way of saying he wanted a "Happily Ever After" for himself, but