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 the scent—both

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

on a completely different

so sweet and glorious, echoed within Gratiana's ears and mind as she struggled to maintain

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

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

arrived here—the

could not make sense of any of the words that were being uttered. She was merely nodding like a fool as drool,

blurry eyes could see, was shaped like a woman in a long, flowing

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

fear, my child. You are safe here. You

what to think and how to do so—through the divine

name. Your

nodded in consent at those

mind, and she embraced the new

must always perform your obligations to the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully shun all the tainted ones, and purge all the impurities

mouth to respond to those words back then,

unforgettable experience that words could never do

of their time together, The Oracle held her face and kissed

that moment, orgasmic pleasure shot through her

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

by the divine… it was pleasure

within the Shrine—a completely new person from the Young

was an Elder in every

see the Oracle after their recognition as Elders, and even then… an audience with them was not

only chance she had to meet The Oracle again was if

Elder, and if The Oracle approved, she would be taken

wanted that more