It was a surreal feeling. Walking out of the Council of Elders, a recognized hero, and being led to my home by my two beautiful matrons, one already deflowered, the other still a virgin, and four more virgins waiting for me at my home.

It was amazing, the feeling of love, adoration and support I felt. I'd never felt like this after finishing a mission. I mean, my commanding officers would congratulate me and my team on a mission successfully completed, but walking through the streets every elf I saw looked at me like I was Jesus Christ reborn, or whatever this world's equivalent would be. This was more than...