My first memory is in a land of arid plateaus. I was never born; I do not have any memories of being a child. I was simply created by Him, the almighty Creator, God. He created me and many more like me, all at once. There were not as many of us then as there are now, but He created more as human civilization grew. We were told that we were to serve a purpose. Our priority was to safely transport departed souls to either Heaven or Hell as He saw fit. Each of us was given a city to work in, sometimes we were relocated. One thing was for sure, though.

Very few of us like this existence. Some grew jealous of the humans' short lives. They were happy to live one century while we are here for eternity, watching all those that we befriend die.

Yes. We live amongst humans. It is, as they say, the best place to conceal yourself is in plain sight. We live ordinary lives. We look like everyone else. Everything seemed normal.

Until now.