An Extra’s POV

"This world… H'Trae… is meant to be inherited by the Elves."

Rey already knew that the world had a certain bias towards the Elves. Despite their non-violent culture, they were still incredibly powerful. They also had such hubris that was backed up by the world's preference towards them.

He was constantly told to help them, and it was only when he was on their side that his Alignment became a 'Good' Variant.

'Does that mean Good and Evil are decided by one's tendency to aid the Elves and not Harm them? Are things really that simple here?' He didn't know anymore.

From what The Oracle just told him, everything else was pointless.

"Everyone else will perish?" He asked, just for confirmation, and he watched as The Oracle affirmed his words.

"Everyone else will perish."

Rey was supposed to believe her. After all, she had been correct about the 'path' that opened up which allowed him to save Ciela. She was also correct about plenty of other things, and she even seemed sincere and impersonal about the whole thing.

He knew she certainly wasn't lying.

But, even then…

"I can't believe it. I don't think the future is as set in stone as you believe it to be." Rey mumbled to himself.

"Are you saying I saw wrong?"

"No." He stared hard at her as he gave the only response he could. "It's simply that I intend to change that future you saw."

the power of decisions. If a person knew the future and did his best to change it, one of two things

future… or he

By doing so,

the latter case amounted to the same future as with the first scenario if he just entered his car and died in

had changed somehow, and his

will

lot of people were probably still going to die, but if he could preserve the majority—saving as many as he possibly could—that would be more than

It would be the best

this game will let

the final outcome. They do not know if they will win or lose. But this… this one is different. It's less like a game and more like a story. The

"...."

they will stay still

smiled as he confidently placed his hand on his chest and responded with as much boldness as he could

Cowards who arbitrarily set up the worst possible outcome for a story and leave us to live out their mess… I

of those high up? The ones who had even more authority than The Oracle? Yes… yes,

functionally nonexistent in this

all they did was set up the world—dooming

haven't interfered thus far, I don't expect them to do anything of note.

die, the very least he could do was try his best to help as many people survive. And if the ones above had a problem with it and finally descended from their high place, then things couldn't possibly be worse

was his

stubbornness—the kind expected from an immature teenager who had very limited

to his words, refusing to let