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

her smile

"Huhu… indeed."

ceased 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

wasn't walking, which meant she had more to

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

as soon as he heard

She shrugged almost instantly.

a last favor… a

"You're going to die?"

knowledge will be merged with the new Vessel and become the new Oracle. However, I am not certain if I will remain

understood what she was saying, and it honestly

was also making tough choices for the sake of 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

speaking… she has done nothing

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

Rey confessed, following the same spirit that prompted The Oracle to speak up in the

"Oh, really?"

Skill, was able to experience a lot of amazing things… and even though I've been in a lot of messed up situations… I'm still alive

perhaps all of this was mostly luck. Maybe he just happened to be the one

been anyone, so having such power fall on him was

what

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

just getting stronger to a much

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

"Happily Ever After" for himself, but this was