I remember... things I probably shouldn't. In my dreams I have watched worlds take form and die, civilizations grow and fall, and then I wake up from that existence that seems so familiar to this dream... Like many others, I was born here to human parents. It seems an inevitable fact. I remember though very clearly the day everything changed. I was 5 when I awakened. When the world of humans as I knew it faltered in my eyes of existence. For that year I dreamt every night. Things mortals should never see and probably could never. I dreamt the future history of my current life as well. I remember still many things...not all or even most. I didn't realize the significance back then. I have never considered myself human. Many times I call myself a dragon and while part of me knows that was a form I once possessed I know it is not truly accurate. I am divine in origin and I am chaos in origin. This I know as fact. This mortal form has and still seems so fake, foreign and flawed. I feel power that flows through my form, immeasurable in quantity but the restrictions of this mortal shell prevent me from touching it. I know of the future of this world, of whats to come. I know of the time when I shall part from this place and because of this I know I am not human. I still know not what to truly call myself. I've been called by others who have seen through this mortal shell I bear, Dragon, Avatar, Elite... There are some I have spoken to who know me for who I am truly and have confirmed many a times what I know but they still do not know what I am. Maybe one day I'll know, one day soon.