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 overpoweringly intense and

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

a

child…" A feminine voice, so sweet and glorious, echoed within

of her body the

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

here—the Domain

uttered. She

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

She only noticed her long white hair

You are safe here. You are free. You

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

name. Your name will

nodded in consent

mind, and she embraced the new one granted to her

always perform your obligations to the community without fault. Protect the Young

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

was powerful—an unforgettable experience that words

climax of their time together, The

that moment, orgasmic pleasure

not recollect just how much she shivered and how loudly she screamed. She only knew how good it felt back

divine… it was

Gratiana found herself within the Shrine—a completely new person from the Young One who stepped

was an Elder in every sense of

see the Oracle after their recognition as Elders, and even then… an

was if she worked hard enough and her efforts were eventually

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

wanted that more than