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 the scent—both

Elf could ever smell this good and so intensely for that matter. If they

were on a completely

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

body the more she breathed, to the point

in her ears.

have arrived here—the

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

was in absolute submission to this being who, from the little her blurry

of the white, but Gratiana could notmake out the details. She only noticed her long white hair and bright blue eyes before everything became even harder to

safe here. You are

moment, knew exactly what to think and how to do so—through the divine words

you bear your common name. Your name will now be Gratiana

nodded in consent at

now completely lost in her mind, and

your obligations to the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully shun all the tainted

respond to those words back then,

The Oracle was powerful—an unforgettable experience that words could never do justice

at the climax of their time together, The Oracle held her face and

that moment, orgasmic pleasure

loudly she screamed. She only knew how good it

by the divine… it was

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

was an Elder in every sense

she 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

Oracle again was if

recommended to succeed an Esteemed Elder, and if The

wanted that