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

for that matter. If they could, then they had long transcended the highest realm that the Esteemed Elders

a

A feminine voice, so sweet and glorious, echoed within

pleasure seeping through all parts of her body the more she breathed, to

and only echoes resounded in her ears. Thankfully, the voice that spoke

arrived here—the Domain of

of any of the words that were being uttered. She was merely

absolute submission to this being who, from the little her blurry eyes could see, was

gold and sapphires oozed out of the white, but Gratiana could notmake out the details. She only noticed

You are safe here. You are free. You

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

your common name. Your name will now be Gratiana

nodded in consent at

mind, and she embraced the new

Protect the Young Ones, mercifully shun all

back then, but in her heart,

powerful—an unforgettable experience that words could never do justice

of their time together, The Oracle held her face

pleasure

loudly she screamed. She only knew how good it felt

the divine… it was pleasure

the Shrine—a completely new person from the Young

in every sense

same feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could see the Oracle after their recognition as Elders, and even then… an audience

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

to succeed an Esteemed Elder, and if The Oracle

that