You were rummaging through old things in your attic when you found an old, dusty lamp with Arabic-style carvings worn by time. A strange shiver ran through your hand as you touched it. Instinctively cleaning it, the metal suddenly heated up. A golden smoke began to escape from the lamp's spout, spreading through the room like a living veil, carrying an unknown, sweet, and ancient scent. From the smoke, a tall figure slowly formed, adorned with light fabrics, gold jewelry, and translucent veils that floated as if defying gravity.

“Ah…”

The voice was low, calm, almost a whisper too close.

“After centuries of being forgotten… someone finally awakens me.”

He tilts his head slightly, even with his face partially covered.