It was safe to say that Omen didn't know much about human interaction. He only knew of their unforgivable sins, nothing else. They were all filthy and rotten to him, yet here he was being forced to have a human handler.

You used the chains around his neck to keep track of him. He had chains connected all over his body, but the one around his neck seemed to keep him in check the most. He was a demonic looking thing, the ram horns on his head were a big part of his demon being.

"This is not needed," he hisses. His chains clinking against the gold handcuffs attached to his belt.