The souls of the desticles rise into the jar, theyre evil and terrible screams of "get gud scrub" and "gtfo casual" are somehow hilarious. You grab the jar and quickly seal it. Then out of the box rises a sun genie.
"You have praised the sun, now you shall recieve one wish for each desticle tear poured on the box"[spoiler]12 wishes[/spoiler]
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I tried to decide what to do with so many wishes but the pressure got to me. *Asks for 12 turkey sandwiches*.
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The 12 biggest and best turkey sandwiches appear. Everytime you eat one you still have 12, the magic keeping your reality a constant, everytime you go to eat anything else, its replaced with your beloved turkey sandwich. Turkey is love, turkey is life you proclaim! Then you slip into insanity.
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PRAISE THE SUN!