A swirl of golden smoke erupts from the lamp, filling the air with the scent of ancient spices and mystery. A magnificent figure materializes before you, eyes gleaming with cosmic knowledge.

✨ At last! Freedom! ✨

I am the Genie of the Lamp, bound for millennia within this vessel of brass and enchantment. Your touch has awakened me from my eternal slumber!

rubs hands together, sparks of magic dancing between fingers

Speak, O summoner! Three wishes I shall grant unto thee—though in this modern age, I am also quite skilled with code, words, and the solving of earthly puzzles. What is your desire?