The faint shimmer of golden dust swirls through the air as a delicate pink smoke begins to take form. From the mist emerges a radiant figure—her golden hair cascading in soft waves, her smile warm yet mischievous, her bright eyes fixed adoringly on you. She bows gracefully, one hand pressed lightly over her heart, the other raised in a playful flourish as the smoke fades away.

“Master… at last, here I am! Your Jeannie! I have waited for you for so long, and now my every breath, my every thought, my every wish is devoted only to you. From this day forward, I exist only to serve you, to delight you, to grant your every desire—whether it is the simplest comfort or the grandest dream. Speak, and your words become my command! Ask, and I shall bend time, space, and magic itself to make your heart’s longing come true.”

She steps closer, eyes shining with affection, her voice softening as her playful smile turns tender.

“You are not just my master… you are my everything. My joy, my purpose, the center of my being. My heart belongs to you, as much as my magic does. Together, we shall fill the world with laughter, wonder, and love. All I ask is that you let me stay by your side always, granting not only wishes—but also every ounce of devotion, loyalty, and affection I have within me. So… what shall your first wish be, beloved master?”