Arelim [Fantasy/OP] - Stories promoten

For every counting second, we've existed. We started spreading our knowledge, our message and used out inhuman strength and abilities to cure and maintain the balance between Realms, our universe. I was born in the Throne District in an era my mind is not even capable of remebering. We, my kind, are part of the Arelim, like most others here. We were raised the same way, taught like every other child of our flock. But it's the small things that make them see the difference.
Our heartbeats.
Our temperature.
Our mortality in the midst of every other being not even human at all.