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.

reaction to

they could, then they had long transcended the highest realm

were on a

echoed within Gratiana's ears and mind as

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

vision grew blurry, and only echoes resounded in her ears. Thankfully, the voice that spoke always resounded within

have arrived here—the

words that were being uttered. She

being who, from the little her blurry eyes could see, was shaped like

oozed out of the white, but Gratiana could notmake out the details. She only noticed her long white hair and bright

are safe here. You

and how to do

name. Your name

in consent at

was now completely lost in her mind, and she

community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully shun all the tainted ones, and purge all the impurities of this

those words back then, but

Oracle was powerful—an unforgettable

The Oracle

pleasure shot through her

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

touched by the divine… it was pleasure unlike

the Shrine—a completely new person

an Elder in every sense of the

had never experienced that same feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could 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 she

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

that more than