An Extra’s POV

Gratiana still remembered how it felt when she was summoned to see The Oracle.

She had just attained her age of maturity and was going to become an Elder. It was an honor to grow into an Elder and finally assume more responsibility within the Elven Community.

She remembered how excited she was for the moment.

After all, more than the honor she would receive from her new name, and the responsibility that she would have to shoulder as an Elder, there was one more experience every Young One had to go through before they were officially recognized as an Elder.

—Meeting The Oracle.

It was The Oracle who gave names; the true nams that an Elder would bear for the rest of their lives. As such, Young Ones would appear within the shrine and be transported to the place where The Oracle resided.

No one really knew where it was.

However, all of those who had received this glorious experience had the same testimony.

"It is beautiful beyond belief!"

From everything Gratiana heard from her fellow sisters—some who had just gotten their True Names a few days before her turn—the experience couldn't be summed up in words.

Every Elf had to experience it for themselves.

And so, Gratiana faithfully waited for her own experience… until it finally came.

She was instantly transported to the interior of a golden palace; the halls designed so immaculately with architecture that she had never—and would never—lay eyes on.

The hall was brimming with beauty, but all of that was soon forgotten as soon as Gratiana finally took in a deep breath.

For the first time in her entire life, she smelled a certain fragrance that brought her to her knees almost instantly.

shivered in reaction to the scent—both

intensely for that matter. If they could, then they

were on a completely

glorious, echoed within Gratiana's

through all parts of her body the more she breathed, to the point where her senses betrayed her

her ears. Thankfully, the

here—the

the words that were being uttered. She was merely

this being who, from the little her blurry eyes could see, was shaped like a woman in a

details. She only noticed her long white hair

safe here. You are

moment, knew exactly what to think and how to do so—through the divine

your common name. Your name

in consent at those

completely lost in her mind, and

you must always perform your obligations to the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones,

then, but

The Oracle was powerful—an unforgettable experience that words

their time together, The

that moment, orgasmic pleasure shot through

could not recollect just how much she shivered and how loudly she screamed. She only knew how good it felt back

the divine… it was

the time she regained consciousness, Gratiana found herself within the Shrine—a

was an Elder in every

that same feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could see the Oracle after their

chance she had to meet The Oracle again was if she worked hard enough and her efforts were eventually

recommended to succeed an Esteemed Elder, and if The Oracle approved, she would

wanted that more than