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?"

is their name…" The Oracle smiled softly.

her smile and responded.

"Huhu… indeed."

and it became a rather sunny atmosphere. The sudden warmth cleared the remnant cold, though the drenched figure of The Oracle remained unchanged as Rey stared

walking, which meant she had more

this is asking for a lot, but do not resent me and the Elves. Continue to

as he heard that.

She shrugged almost instantly.

a last favor… a

"You're going to die?"

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

was saying, and it

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 hard to fully absolve her of all the negative emotions he

speaking… she has done nothing

subject to his arbitrary definition of right and wrong… something he felt rather hesitant

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

"Oh, really?"

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

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

such

was what he told

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

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

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

he wanted a "Happily Ever After" for himself, but this