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.

smile and responded. "Not

"Huhu… indeed."

sudden warmth cleared

she had more to tell

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

he heard that. "And what's in it

She shrugged almost instantly.

something of a last favor…

"You're going to die?"

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

saying, and it honestly felt

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 scenario, and while Rey found it very hard to fully absolve her of

has done nothing

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

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

"Oh, really?"

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

all of this was mostly luck. Maybe he just happened to

been anyone, so having such power fall

was what

for me to think this way, but I somehow feel responsible for

getting stronger

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

this was all just a selfish way of saying he wanted a "Happily