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?"

name…" The Oracle smiled softly. "It appears you knew something

returned her smile

"Huhu… indeed."

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

wasn't walking, which meant she had more to

this is asking for a lot, but do not resent me and the Elves. Continue to look after them, even after the conclusion

as he heard that. "And what's in

She shrugged almost instantly.

of a last favor…

"You're going to die?"

if I will remain 'me' once this is over. I doubt I was this way before I became The Oracle, and

understood what she was saying, and it

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

has

grievances he had were merely emotional; subject to his arbitrary definition of right and wrong… something he felt rather hesitant

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

"Oh, really?"

just for me. I got an amazing Skill, was able to experience a

luck. Maybe he just happened to be the one

been anyone, so having such power fall on him was still

what

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

goal evolved from just getting stronger to

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

"Happily Ever After" for himself, but this