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?"

Oracle smiled

smile and responded. "Not

"Huhu… indeed."

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

which meant she

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

heard that. "And what's in it

She shrugged almost instantly.

of a last favor… a dying wish

"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

what she was saying,

make more egregious moves was because the enemy would do the same—which was why agency

has done nothing

arbitrary definition of right and wrong… something he felt rather hesitant to rely so strongly on

truth is… I love this world." Rey confessed, following the same spirit that

"Oh, really?"

Skill, was able to experience a lot

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

so having such power

what

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

getting stronger to a much larger ambition, but he knew that within himself

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

a "Happily Ever After" for himself, but