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 appears you knew something I

her smile and

"Huhu… indeed."

point, the rain ceased and it became a rather sunny atmosphere. The sudden warmth cleared the remnant cold, though the drenched figure

meant she had more

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

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

She shrugged almost instantly.

it something of a last favor… a dying wish

"You're going to die?"

certain if I will remain 'me' once this is over. I doubt I was

she was saying, and

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

speaking… she has done nothing

of right and wrong… something he felt rather hesitant to

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

"Oh, really?"

for me. I got an amazing Skill, was able to experience a lot of amazing things… and even though I've been in a

luck. Maybe he just happened to be the one to win the lottery, hence becoming

having such power fall on him was still

was what he told

I somehow feel responsible for this world—or rather, the people within

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

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

this was all just a selfish way of saying he wanted a "Happily Ever After" for himself, but this was much larger than him at