Sci-Fi is a cursed God. A once proud genre, the CGI bullied him into a partnership and is the primary reason for why the first plague still roams the great Genrezvous Point.

As the well of Isaac Asimov and Philip K. Dick starts to run dry, Sci-Fi was forced to search for replacement parts. Out of necessity, he was rebuilt onto an old Cold War Soviet A-bomb. Not wanting to bring the mood down among fellow genres, he tries to forget about this fact - but you can always tell that it bothers him that he could detonate without warning, destroying everyone in sight and taking half of Genrezvous Point with him.

All in all, though, he tries to remain loyal and true to himself. He's the boyscout of the group who believes that the natural good in people will keep us away from a dark Orwellian future.