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?"

smiled softly.

smile and responded. "Not

"Huhu… indeed."

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

wasn't walking, which meant she had more to tell

a lot, but do not resent me and the Elves. Continue

smirked as soon as he heard

She shrugged almost instantly.

of a last favor… a dying wish of

"You're going to die?"

However, I am not certain if I will remain 'me' once this is over. I doubt I was this

saying, and

than selfishly choosing to preserve her own life, she wants to benefit the larger whole.' The prime reason she couldn't make more egregious moves was because the 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 entire scenario, and while Rey found it very

has

his arbitrary definition of

the same spirit that prompted The Oracle

"Oh, really?"

that isn't the case, it almost feels like this entire world was made just for me. I got an amazing Skill, was able to experience a

he just happened to be the one to win

such power fall on

was what he told

way, but I somehow feel responsible for this world—or rather,

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

to defeat the Dragons… and to create a

wanted a "Happily Ever After"