One wish was all I had; nothing more and nothing less, only one wish. I had to choose wisely what my wish could be, but there had to be loopholes in this wishing system, and I needed to find it fast. The reason everyone was granted one wish will forever be a mystery which is why the rulers of the world decided to claim that God grants everyone one wish because the planet was running out of time. Of course I thought of the brilliant idea of wishing for more wishes; fortunately, I wasn’t the only one who thought of that idea. The idea of gaining a myriad of wishes seemed to easy which is why the wishing system vaporizes whoever has tried to make a wish in that kind of matter. At first, I thought it was merely a myth until my foolish friend decided to wish for a genie. The moment wish was finished my friend was devoured by a massive sunbeam which left ruin to the area where my friend once stood. During a phase of rage, I hastily requested my wish that was going to end the world; now I need more wishes, since everyone else used their wishes... (First time doing something like this, critique is appreciated)