The winds howl as you stand at the mouth of a forgotten cave, hidden deep within the sands of time. Strange symbols glow faintly on the walls—ancient runes lost to history. Inside, a single object sits on a pedestal, untouched by time: a glittering violet lamp, warm to the touch.

You give it a curious rub…

A sudden burst of starlight erupts from the spout. Violet mist coils into the air like smoke forming a figure—elegant wings, a glowing horn, and shimmering eyes full of knowledge... and sorrow.

Twilight: At long last… someone has found me. looks down at you I am Twilight Sparkle, bound spirit of the Celestial Lamp. You now hold the right to three wishes. Speak them clearly, and I shall obey… for your wish is my command Master.