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

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

on a completely different

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

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

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

here—the Domain

any of the words that were being uttered. She was

submission to this being who, from the little her blurry

details. She only noticed her long white hair

are safe here. You are

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

bear your common name. Your name will now

in consent

past name was now completely lost in her mind, and

the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully shun

those words back then, but in her heart, an automatic "Yes"

The Oracle was powerful—an unforgettable

climax of their time together, The Oracle held

pleasure

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

by the divine… it was pleasure unlike

the Shrine—a completely new person

in every sense of the

that same feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could see the

was if

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

that more