Meanwhile...<br/><br/>Zen was making a lot of progress wandering alone this barren wasteland. He met very few people and many of them were affected in some shape or formby the radiation. Some were helpful and some tried to kill him, but no matter who he met it helped strengthen him. Those that were helpful would aid him in honing his skills and those that wanted him dead he would fight against, proving his newfound powers in combat. Zen would travel with the wind as a vapor and find himself in an entirely new landscape.<br/>Zen now found himself if front a familiar mall. The clouds overhead were now releasing their water. Rain lashed him from every direction as he walked towards the front door. But each step seemed to be getting more difficult. The thunder rumbled among the clouds that blanketed the heavens in a funeral cloth. Soon Zen couldn't move his feet at all and he looked down and saw that he was slowly melting away into a liquid. He could still feel his body, but hey behaved and reacted in bizarre ways that were incomprehensible. When he reached the door he was nothing but a giant puddle of water. His conciousness was still intact as well as most of his five senses. Taste and smell was no longer there.<br/>As long as he was alive and there was no pain, he no longer cared what shape h took. He saw enough people already in far worse conditions. Quietly Zen slipped underneath the door into the warm interior. There he saw familiar faces and some unfamiliar ones, such as a flying book and a scorpion girl.<br/><br/>Zen morphed back into his physical form. Thanks to some aquaintences he was able to do this not as easily as his vapor form, but it still had the basic principles.<br/>"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." Zen said as he looked around. "My what a mess you've guys made. I hope you don't mind if I make myself at home. It's terribly wet outside." He climbed up on what of the shelves to sit on as he said this.