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.

body shivered in reaction to

ever smell this good and so intensely for that matter. If they could, then they had long

a completely

within Gratiana's ears and mind as

her body the more she breathed, to the point where her senses betrayed

only echoes resounded in her ears. Thankfully,

arrived here—the Domain of

being uttered. She was merely nodding like

who, from the little her blurry eyes

but Gratiana could notmake out the details. She only noticed her long

child. You are safe here. You are free. You

to think and how to do

your common name. Your

consent at

mind, and she

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

respond to those words back then,

unforgettable experience that

their time together, The Oracle held

that moment, orgasmic pleasure shot

she shivered and how loudly she screamed. She only knew how

be touched by the divine… it was pleasure unlike any

regained consciousness, Gratiana found herself within the Shrine—a completely new person from the Young

was an Elder in every sense of

day, she had never experienced that same feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could see the Oracle after their recognition as Elders, and even then… an

Oracle again was if she worked

be recommended to succeed an Esteemed Elder, and if The Oracle approved, she would be taken up to their Domain

wanted that more than