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."

in his own free will, as well as the power of decisions. If a person knew the future and did his best to

could inevitably arrive at that future…

simply stay at home all day and call sick at work. By doing so, he would have changed that future… though it was possible

case amounted to the same future as

had changed somehow, and his

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

probably still going to die, but if he could preserve the majority—saving as

him. It would

think those who designed this game will let

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

"...."

will

confidently placed his hand on his

for a story

of those high up? The ones who had

they functionally nonexistent in this

H'Trae, and all they did was set up

anything of note. And even if

he and everyone else in 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

his current

kind expected from an

truly clung to his words, refusing to let