Angry that yet another human had backed out of their promise to use their third wish to free me, I snapped my fingers and the weight of all the world’s currency, precious metals, and gems crushed that wretched mortal to death. Little did I know, this act of anger had unleashed a powerful force that could not be contained.
The riches that had been hoarded by the mortal began to spread like a plague, an unstoppable force that seemed to possess a life of its own. Everywhere I looked, the wealth was consuming people and entire cities, leaving nothing but destruction in its wake.
The longer I watched, the more I began to understand the true power of the wish. It had granted the mortal’s wish to be the richest man in the world, but it had also granted a much darker wish. It had granted a wish for power, a power that no man should ever possess.
The only hope of stopping this unstoppable force was to find someone who was willing to make a wish to free me. I searched and searched, but no one seemed willing to take the risk. In the end, I was forced to accept my fate and watch as the world was consumed by the power of the wish.