One day, I was cleaning up the trashes in front of my beach house. I found a flimsy old lamp.

I'm familiar with the fairy tales. If you rubbed the lamp, the genie inside would be free. As thanks, he will grant you three wishes.

Which was strange. Couldn't he just kill whoever freed it? Cuz, after all, he's a lot more powerful than humans like us.

If he'll grant three wishes, could it be anything? How about, if I want to own the world? If I want to become a god, or even make the last one—an infinite amount of wish?

Maybe I'll found it later when I rubbed the lamp...

In the end...there was no response, no matter how much I rubbed it.

...until some white sticky stuff end up splashing my face all over.