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.

to the scent—both overpoweringly intense

and so intensely for that matter. If they could, then they

were on a

so sweet and glorious, echoed within Gratiana's ears

the more she breathed,

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

have arrived here—the

of the words that were being uttered. She was merely nodding like a fool as drool, tears, and

her blurry eyes could see,

but Gratiana could notmake out the details. She only noticed her long white hair and bright blue eyes

not fear, my child. You are safe here. You are free. You are

what to think and how to do so—through the

will you bear your common name. Your

consent at

in her mind, and she embraced

your obligations to the community without fault. Protect the

her mouth to respond to those words back then, but in her heart, an

Oracle was powerful—an unforgettable experience that words could never

together, The Oracle held her face

pleasure shot

she screamed. She only knew how good it felt back then… and how that

the divine… it was pleasure unlike any

the time she regained consciousness, Gratiana found herself within the Shrine—a completely new person from the Young One who stepped

in

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

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

if The Oracle approved, she

wanted that more