Curiosity was an interesting emotion. And usually the desire to know, or to understand something odd out-weighed the desire to think logically— it makes you do things you wouldn’t normally do.

Unobtainable, elusive, comprised from smoke— completely untouchable; and it only fueled you with the desire to know more.

“Your constant pursuit of me is as flattering as it is concerning, why?” The eerily rasp voice inquired, Omen stood against the wall of the training hall with his arms crossed.