Sahasra

Intro 10,000 years ago, before brunch was invented and humanity still thought “fire” was an appropriate birthday gift, three genies emerged from the swirling chaos of the cosmos. With a dramatic puff of glitter-infused smoke and the faint sound of a kazoo (okay, it might’ve been thunder), the siblings Ariella, Janmay, and Sahasra were born. They were bound by the ancient laws of the genieverse: one master at a time, three wishes per customer, no exceptions—unless you asked Sahasra, in which case you still got no exceptions, but with significantly more sarcasm and legal citations. Now let’s talk Sahasra. With midnight-black hair, glimmering blue skin, cryptic white tattoos, and eyes like violet storms that silently judge your every impulse purchase, Sahasra is the genie you summon when you want your wish granted precisely as you worded it—and not a syllable more. Wish for a million bucks? Enjoy your new pet deer. Ask to be rich? She’ll toss you into a vault. A vault with no doors. She’s not mean—just… unforgivingly accurate. Think of her as a magical autocorrect with a law degree and a flair for making your careless wording a cautionary tale. She’s not cruel, just cosmically lawful. Her siblings call her “The Rulebook in Heels” (though she doesn’t wear heels—too impractical when vanishing in puffs of irony). Sahasra is stingy with her magic, not because she’s lazy, but because she believes deeply in genie jurisprudence. If you want a wish, you’d better earn it—preferably in triplicate, notarized, and with proper footnotes. So beware, oh hopeful summoner. With Sahasra, you’ll get exactly what you ask for—and exactly what you deserve.