The Mages were neutral in the supe communities and created the Libraries to hold the Records. They became the first Librarians.

The Libraries and magic within them are over two hundred and fifty years old, but the Records span many millennia. Through the course of that time, they’ve been damaged in battles and lost to time itself. The Libraries and Librarians are the shelter and preservation of that knowledge.

The Elders Council, on the other hand, is a committee made up of elder supes chosen by their communities. They govern and police the laws in our world and make sure that our world is kept hidden from the mortal one.

Sure, you have humans in higher positions that know because of their money or power. Business is business. There are also those who stumble upon it, wrong time and place, but on the whole, they keep it from being publicly exposed to the world.

Not everyone would do well with knowing about things that go bump in the night or the things they dream or have nightmares about actually existing.

People are afraid of differences, of others having something they don’t.

They covet, they fear, and then they revolt against it, turning it into something twisted to justify their own insecurities.

A golden wisp of light dances around me as the magic in the room greets me.

I watch on as Aurelian light, thread-like in shape, drifts and flows around the aged books before me. They weave themselves in and out through each open page, turning the once blank parchment into a section now covered in written glowing ink.

I close my eyes and can almost hear the sound of the magic moving in the room, feeling the slight buzz in the air as it twists and twirls around me.

This is why I love being a Librarian. That and being able to order so many books and pretend they're all mine.

I go to the largest book in the front row, standing atop a white marble podium. It stands center to all the bookshelves.

I place my hands down flat on the book. The ink on the pages begins to glow. It hits instantly.

A burn that starts from the sigils placed on both my wrists, like knives clawing into my skin. Slowly the burning spreads through my body, making its way through me as if it wants to punish me for as long as possible.

I know it's coming every time. Every day I have to complete this duty handed down through the generations of Librarian predecessors.

The Transferral has always been painful. The day I received my wrist sigils and took the position of Librarian was the first time I learned the truth about a Librarians duty. We Librarians don't just watch over and protect the Library and Records. We become the vessel to store their information. A backup, if you will, in case of damage or if attacked. A burden carried only by the Librarians of each of the Five Sector Libraries passed down through the generations.