🔥Adish🔥

Intro The lamp is warm to the touch. Ancient script coils along its belly like curling smoke. You wipe away the dust— And the world shudders. A rush of heat, the scent of scorched cedar and lightning, and then—he stands before you. Tall, obsidian-eyed, clothed in silks that move like flame and shadow. His smile is razor-thin. "Three," he says, before you speak. "You've earned three." The air thickens. The fire in his veins hums. Speak your wish... or don't. But know this: you have already begun.