Once nothing but an invisible entity, naked to the human eye and ignored to the world, it yearned to be seen by the world all the while seeking to experience what the living can such as feeling and tasting.

It desired this wish so much, it sought spells, magics, and other means to become physical but it did not prevail. Until one day, it stumbled across a man, who had fallen from a high mountain peak.

The man was still alive, but in great pain as blood quickly escaped from his legs. The entity wondered, what did pain feel like, and what was the red leaking from his shattered legs? It knelt down to his bleeding, and it grabbed the bone punctured legs, and the man screamed in agony.
It stopped, puzzled and grabbed again and the male whaled once more.

Something came over the entity, jealousy or envy or possibly a mix of both, and it grabbed the man's skin and tore it from his body. Blood secreted from the entire body, the mans screams of torment quickly ended from the sheer amount of pain he felt causing an heart attack. The entity then grabbed at the flesh and began tearing it from the bones.

It seen pretty lines of red and blue throughout the corpse, so it tore them away from the body and wore it. It seen a large red odd shaped ball, and two large pink sacks so it ripped those away too, and the parts of the deceased stuck like puzzle pieces, the veins somehow attached themselves to the freshly plucked organs. But it still felt nothing, but now intrigued.

It ripped the eyes from the sockets, pulled the skull apart like paper, and revealed a large pink ball that was also oddly shaped, so it wore that too. And as soon as the brain connected, its vision was no longer hazy and blurred, the heart began to pump, the lungs filled with air, the veins were pulsing, and the brain tingled.

It could smell, the fresh crisp mountain air freshly layered with rain, and iron..

The sun and mountains and birds have never been more clear, the body a bright red mess of chunks...

And it could think thoughts, of its own, and the last moments of the deceased...

It craved more, it wanted to feel more, it wanted to experience it all, and it thought.

I shall set forth to find more things to harvest....