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.

shivered in reaction to the scent—both overpoweringly

they could, then they had long transcended the highest realm that

were on a completely

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

of her body the more she

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

have arrived here—the Domain

that were being uttered. She was merely nodding like a fool as drool, tears, and mucus filled her

who, from the little her blurry eyes

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

not fear, my child. You are safe here. You are free. You

that moment, knew exactly what to think and how to do so—through

will you bear your common name. Your name will

nodded in consent

now completely lost in her mind, and she embraced the new one granted to her by

the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully shun all the tainted ones,

her mouth to respond to those words back then, but in her

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

time together, The Oracle held her face

that moment, orgasmic pleasure shot

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

by the divine… it was pleasure unlike any

consciousness, Gratiana found herself within the Shrine—a completely new person from

Elder in

feeling. Only Esteemed Elders could see the Oracle after their recognition as Elders, and even then… an audience with

only chance she had to meet The Oracle again was if she worked hard enough and her efforts

an Esteemed Elder, and if The Oracle approved,

that more than