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.

in reaction to the scent—both overpoweringly intense and

If they could, then they

a completely

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

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

her ears. Thankfully, the voice that spoke always resounded within

have arrived here—the Domain of

not make sense of any of the words that were being uttered. She was merely nodding

her blurry eyes could see, was shaped like a woman in a

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

You are safe here. You are

to think and how to

your common name. Your name will

consent

and she embraced the new one granted to her by

obligations to the community without fault. Protect the Young Ones, mercifully

back then, but

was powerful—an unforgettable experience that words could never do

of their time together, The Oracle held her face and kissed

moment, orgasmic pleasure shot through

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

touched by the divine… it was

within the Shrine—a completely new

was an Elder in every

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

to meet The Oracle again was if

recommended to succeed an Esteemed Elder, and if The Oracle

wanted that