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."

well as the power of decisions. If a person knew the future and did

arrive at that future… or he could completely change

work. By doing so, he would have changed that

amounted to the same future as with

future had changed somehow, and his death happened in

and I take the proper actions… I'm sure I will be able to change the future enough to save

if he could preserve the majority—saving as many as he possibly could—that would be more

would be

you think those who designed this game will let you alter that future

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 ones above already have an end in mind, and your

"...."

will stay

hand on his chest

care for them. Cowards who arbitrarily set up the worst possible outcome for a story and leave us

he scared of those high up? The ones who had

functionally nonexistent

and all they did was set up the world—dooming most of its

note.

this world were fated to 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

was his

kind expected from an immature teenager who had very limited

refusing