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?"

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

her smile

"Huhu… indeed."

The sudden warmth cleared the remnant cold, though the drenched figure of

she

know this is asking for a lot, but do not resent me and

he heard that. "And what's

She shrugged almost instantly.

Consider it something of a last favor… a

"You're going to die?"

Just as with my 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 before I became The Oracle, and I also

understood what she was saying, and it honestly felt

the world. Rather 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

she has done

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

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

"Oh, really?"

was able to experience a lot of amazing things… and even though I've been in a lot of messed up

of this was mostly luck. Maybe he just happened to be the one to win the lottery,

having such power fall on him

what he told

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

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

war to end. I want to protect humanity, to defeat the Dragons…

a "Happily Ever After"