Fantasy is a big shot. Or at least, used to be. His role amongst his fellow Gods has become nothing more than to overcompensate his might and magic.

About ten or fifteen years ago, Fantasy struck a deal with the first plague of cinema, CGI. It was a deal signed in blood ...and magic. The details of this deal would make Fantasy more powerful and visually stunning, but would hence remove all of his characterization and plot structure. Fantasy hestitated at first, but after much pushing from the CGI, he entered into the contract.

Fantasy continues to show off to the others and deny that there's anything wrong, but those paying attention, Fantasy is nothing more than a shell of what he could be if he didn't take the easy solution.

Fantasy awaits the moment where he'll be able to strike back at the CGI, only then will the battle between magic and pixels be won.