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?"

The Oracle smiled

her smile and responded.

"Huhu… indeed."

The sudden warmth cleared the remnant cold, though

she had more to tell

and the Elves. Continue to look after them, even after the conclusion

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

She shrugged almost instantly.

a last favor… a dying wish of

"You're going to die?"

Just as with my predecessors, my consciousness and knowledge will be merged with the 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 before I became The Oracle, and I also doubt I will continue to remain this way in the new

understood what she was saying, and it

enemy would do the same—which was why agency was left to the pieces on the board. In a sense, she was a victim of this

has done nothing

had were merely emotional; subject to his arbitrary definition of right and wrong…

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

"Oh, really?"

this entire world was made just for me. I got an amazing Skill, was able to experience

of this was mostly luck. Maybe he just happened to be

having such power

what he told

it's conceited for me to think this way, but I somehow feel responsible for this world—or rather, the

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

to protect humanity, to defeat the Dragons… and to create a peaceful world for all

of saying he wanted a "Happily