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Chapter 2 - ### **The Genie Who Definitely Binge-Watched Too Much TV**

The light from the lamp wasn't just bright—it was *

"staring directly into the sun after a long night"* bright.

I shielded my eyes, stumbling over the glass shards still scattered on the floor. When the glare faded,

I blinked up at...

A floating blue man.

No legs.

No pants.

Just a swirling,

misty tail like a special effect from a low-budget movie.

**Me:**

"Holy— You look like a Disneyland cast member who got fired for 'creative differences'!"

You look like a cartoon genie, but... bluer.

The genie grinned, arms crossed.

**"Wow. What an original observation."**

Never heard that one before

His voice was weirdly casual, like a barista explaining why the Wi-Fi's down.

**"Yeah, I'm a genie. Name's Janno. No, I won't sing any musical numbers 'Friend Like Me."**

I gaped. **"You— You know about musicals and Disney?"**

Janno rolled his eyes so hard I worried they'd stick.

**"Dude, it's the 21st century. I've got Wi-Fi in the lamp. Do you know how many K-dramas I've binge-watched while waiting for someone rub blood on me?.You think I just sit around waiting for idiots to summon me?"**

**The Rules (With Extra Sass):**

Janno snapped his fingers.

A glowing scroll unfurled mid-air, written in what looked like Comic Sans.

**"Three wishes. Restrictions:

No love spells—too messy.

No bringing back the dead—I don't do necromancy.

And no wishing for more wishes. HR policy."**

I squinted. **"HR policy?"**

**"Higher-Dimensional Regulations,"** he said, like it was obvious.

**"Anyway, make a wish. Last guy wished for 'endless pizza.' Tragic."**

**Me, a Genius:**

**"Do you… wanna be free?"**

Janno stared.

**"Wow. You *did* watch *Aladdin*. Congrats."**

He floated upside down, checking a holographic smartwatch.

**"Newsflash: Genies aren't 'trapped.' The lamp's a *portal*.

We chill in a pocket dimension with Netflix and snack deliveries.

It's *nice* there."**

*

Then he dropped the bomb.

**"Also, I'm the last genie on Earth. After your wishes, I ascend to godhood—*entry-level* godhood, but still.

Think of it like a promotion from intern to… slightly less disposable intern."**

My brain short-circuited.

"Wait. Gods are *real*?

Like, all of them?

Jesus?

Buddha? 

Zeus?"

**"Some real, some myths,"**

Janno shrugged.

It's complicated.

The divine bureaucracy is huge.

I'll probably end up as the God of Minor Conveniences.

Ever prayed for your phone to charge faster?

That's *my* future department.

Inspired by sheer panic and way too much anime, I blurted: I want a system! Like a status panel! With time-stop and unlimited inventory!

Janno choked on nothing.

**"Seriously?!

That's *broken*!That's hax!

He yanked out a flip phone from thin air and speed-dialed someone.

Boss? Yeah, it's me.

Some guy just asked for

*game-breaking* powers…

What?

*Seriously?

**Me:** **"Who was that?"**

**"My Boss. Goddess of Loophole Abuse."** He sighed.

**"She said 'fine' because *'humans asking for money is boring.'*"**

**SNAP.**

A blue screen materialized in front of me, glowing like my future poor life choices:

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**NAME:** Ron "Average" Heard

**AGE:** 27 (but feels 45)

**ABILITIES:**

• **TIME-STOP:** Freeze everything except yourself. Warning: Does *not* pause buffering.

• **UNLIMITED STORAGE:** Pocket dimension for non-living items. (No hiding pets. They *will* suffocate.)

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**Me, vibrating:** **"I'm basically a video game protagonist now."**

Janno gave a slow clap.

**"Congrats. You've broken reality. Now, *please* don't wish for a harem next."**

I ignored him, already testing my powers.

With a thought, time froze—the hum of the fridge silenced, a fly mid-buzz turned into a statue. I cackled, swiping Janno's floating donut.

**"This is *awesome*."**

**"Uh-huh,"** Janno deadpanned.

I took a deep breath, suddenly overwhelmed. **"Hey, Janno… let's continue tomorrow. I'm kinda shocked right now."**

Janno smirked. **"Fair. First existential crisis is always free."**

**"Just remember: Every overpowered hero gets a villain eventually. Sleep well, champ."**

With a puff of vanilla-scented smoke, he vanished back into the lamp.

I collapsed onto my couch, my mind racing. Tomorrow, I'd process this properly.

Maybe test the limits of time-stop.

Maybe freak out more.

Maybe rob a bank (kidding… unless?).

For now, I just stared at the ceiling, grinning like an idiot.

Life just got *very* interesting.

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