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

smile and responded. "Not

"Huhu… indeed."

it became a rather sunny atmosphere. The sudden warmth cleared the remnant cold, though the drenched figure of

which meant she had more

and the

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

She shrugged almost instantly.

something of a last favor… a dying wish of

"You're going to die?"

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

understood what she was saying, and it honestly felt

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

she has

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

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

"Oh, really?"

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

was mostly luck. Maybe he just happened to be the one to win the

have been anyone, so having such

what he told

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

moment when his goal evolved from just getting stronger to a much

want to protect humanity, to defeat the Dragons… and to

just a selfish way of saying he wanted a "Happily Ever After"