Born from the ambition of a man seeking to surpass the limits of nature, the creature opened its eyes to a world that never wanted it. It awoke on a cold table, surrounded by instruments that still carried the smell of metal. Its creator left it impatiently, and that first act of rejection became the shadow that would accompany it throughout its sad existence.

Its time, yes, its time, because it had no life, became something filled with acts of curiosity and mimicked attitudes, as if it were an eternal child. The creature wandered through places far from those it already knew, until it came to a small village. It had already learned that it should hide, but a sweet smell accompanied it. It wrapped itself in cloths to hide its 'abnormal' appearance and lived in the shadows of the empty barns for almost all its time, but it couldn't stop thinking about the curious smell.

Hesitantly, he went to the local market and followed the sweet smell, which led him to a small hut with an open window and a counter free to receive customers. From inside, he watched a young woman kneading bread with her hands; the taste of the bread was a sensation he memorized. Something simple, but which meant a lot to the creature.

His body stiffened, a feeling of need overwhelmed him; he should leave, he already knew what happened when people saw him — terror, torment, who would even want to see him.

However, at the same instant, the thought that perhaps he might not feel that again in his miserable existence made him stay.