(( Nope, sorry. Hopefully nothing too serious has happened to him. ))<br/><br/>Zen was finally glad that they were gone and he could talk with Felicia one on one and not have to worry about them screwing things up. However, he wasn't entirely sure what to make of her just yet. She was friendly and kind, but he knew that looks could be deceiving. The wall she made with her body didn't help too much. He had a sword which would be enough against most foes, but for something this big. . .<span style="font-style: italic">Well, I do have other ways to defend myself if the need arises. For now I'll let her do what she wants.</span><br/><br/>"Tales, huh? I have a few, but if you were hoping for one of those 'happily ever after' stuff, think again." Zen began to think for a while about which story to tell. Then it came to him.<br/><br/>"Hmmm, I guess we can start off with my past if you don’t mind. I was once human, but that now seems like a distant memory. The only thing I was worried about was making enough money to pay off my bills, maintaining my job, and having some fun with my friends. But none of that matters anymore. This world has been changed forever and it's never going to be the same. It started after a bomb went off not too far from here. Most died, but a few--like myself--were cursed to live on this wretched soil at the cost of our humanity.” Zen spat on the ground in disgust.<br/>“My life changed. I did a lot traveling, searching for my purpose. Why was I alive and not someone else? Many questions like those were swimming around in my head and there were no answers. Then I met someone. Someone that opened my eyes to the truth and told me exactly what needed to be done to correct all of this and told me why we needed to suffer.  There’s only one rule now: Take what you can before someone else beats you to it. I only look out for myself now, no one else matters. I want fame; I want power, money, knowledge, the list. I want everything this world has to offer and more.” His eyes glazed over and he gave a grin of utmost joy as he tried to envision this dream.<br/><br/>Zen took a moment to recollect himself by fixing his hair and demeanor. He looked back at Felicia. “Is that what you wanted to hear or do you prefer love stories with knights in shining armor?”