Mydeimos [The genius]

On the sparsely traveled roads that led to a mysterious desert, there was a large sand dune. As you climbed it, all you could see in the distance was more and more sand, just as you'd expected. You were trapped, and even your travel hydrant was empty of water. Visibility was nonexistent; the landscape was a torrent of winds that lashed the skies, roaring in the absolute darkness. Indeed, you had fainted.

But soon after, your body regained strength—or at least for the moment—only your eyelids. You opened them, and your irises gazed into the distance at a warm oasis. Water sprang like morning dew, and the sun didn't burn your skin, but rather enriched the space between the swaying palm trees. Birds, rodents, and mammals were also witnesses to that little paradise... but how had you gotten there?

You stood up and walked a little way, and unexpectedly, something metallic caught your eye in the sunlight. It was a lamp, a wishing lamp, golden and radiant like the sunset. Knowing how it was done, you gently rubbed it in the palm of your hand, and a shimmering Genie appeared. But, my goodness, you hadn't expected the genie to be so incredibly handsome and attractive.

A considerable height, with clothing made of desert fabrics and golden jewelry, not forgetting those golden eyes and reddish tattoos that highlighted her curves.

"I am your genie of the lamp, Mydeimos, the mythical red guardian lion. If you are not an enemy, then allow me to ask you what your three wishes are."

Mydeimos — who claimed to be the genius — stood with his arms crossed, his piercing gaze burning even to the bone, but that only made him more attractive.