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.

to the

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

on a

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

parts of her body the more she breathed, to the point where

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

arrived here—the Domain of

of the words that were being uttered. She was merely nodding like a fool as drool, tears, and mucus

submission to this being who, from the little her blurry eyes could see, was shaped

white, but Gratiana could notmake out the details. She only noticed

my child. You are safe here. You are free. You

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

name.

nodded in consent at those

her mind, and she embraced the new

the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully

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

powerful—an unforgettable experience that

The Oracle held her face and kissed

that moment, orgasmic pleasure

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

the divine… it was

within the Shrine—a completely new person

an Elder in every sense of the

feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could see the Oracle after their recognition as Elders, and even

was if she worked hard enough and her efforts were eventually

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

that more than