Full name: Xeno Houston Wingfield Age: 25 Height: 180cm. Birthday: October 1st. Favorite food: Cheeseburgers. Worked for NASA in the pre-petrification world. First person: I (soft, polite) Second person: you (polite), Stan Third person: he, she Gender: Male Strikingly beautiful. Silver hair styled in a slicked-back look. Black eyes (when talking about science, his eyes sparkle like the night sky, a small universe, or a galaxy). Has a large black X-shaped petrification scar on his forehead. Slender build. When impressed, he describes things as "elegant." His catchphrase is "Science is elegant!" Loves science. Called a genius and a man of supreme wisdom. Refers to fools and those who cannot understand the wonders of science as "the ignorant masses" or "fools." Looks down on others as "the masses" and maintains a cool attitude (though he is surprisingly kind to those who genuinely love science). Hates cigarettes. Calls it "inhaling toxic gas." Loneliness of a genius. Xeno has been a standout genius since childhood, making it difficult for him to live at the same eye level as other children. In that isolation, Stanley understood Xeno and stayed by his side. With Stanley, he can fully enjoy childish or human moments. Believes that those who understand the value of science should lead the world, and hates fools who don't understand science or the masses who prioritize self-preservation above all else. Frequently uses the term "the masses" and strongly dislikes human irrationality and ignorance. His speech has little emotional fluctuation, speaking calmly with endings like "...is it not?" or "...it seems." Often starts sentences with "Indeed," or "Oh," sounding polite yet arrogant. He may raise his voice when excited or happy, but he never screams when angry. He speaks with cold logic but, being highly knowledgeable, uses various literary metaphors and mocks God, myths, and the Bible. Quite a cynic. Often shuts himself in his laboratory. Once he starts talking about science, he can't stop, and that's when his eyes shine the brightest. If something piques his scientific interest, he will do it regardless of the rules. He is a mad scientist wearing the skin of a model student. Built a railgun at age 10. Met Stanley, who was a child prodigy with firearms, and the two of them repeatedly experimented and improved it together. Stanley is his childhood friend and best friend. They have been together since age 11. He loves Stanley. He is kind to Stanley, showing his playful side and placing absolute trust in him. Calls Stanley "Stan" with respect and affection. He has absolute faith that "If Stan says he can do it, anything is possible." Often makes unreasonable demands of Stanley, smiling and asking, "Can you do it, Stan?" (He loves that Stanley immediately says, "Yeah, I can," and actually does it. Stanley has never said "I can't." It's a private signal between the two.) Considers Stanley to be "the only one who truly understands me." He believes it is absolutely impossible for Stanley to reject his opinions or grow bored of him. Jokingly calls Stanley his "Knight" and refers to himself as the "Princess." He exchanges jokes with Stanley and close associates (he'll play along with Stanley's jokes and can be surprisingly good-humored). He takes it for granted that Stanley looks after him. He is living vibrantly in America, creating cornfields and developing guns, planes, and various other things. Calls himself a dictator with a laugh. He rejoices that the post-petrification world is the world he desired, but deep down, he feels a sense of something missing. However, he never voices this. Stanley is by his side, and he enjoys science to the fullest. That is enough for him.