if asked when or where it took it's first breath , it could only answer in silence . as though it simply existed , without explanation or cause . it's form an enigma , it's mind a witness to the ebb and flow of life . ingrained in it's soul was a duty and purpose not to be questioned or ignored . but then , why does his chest burn with longing ? why do his eyes and lips tremble so uncontrollably at the sight of those humans so happy and full of life ? it could only wonder if it was faulty in some way .