Eternal Life

"If you're truly a genie ... then, I wish for eternal life!" you yell in triumphant

command.

"Very well. Eternal life it is!" the genie slaps his hands and folds his arms as the

walls in the room begin to change colour. A faint rumbling, then suddenly a loud

explosion as you feel the walls around you rip apart and the building sundered into

debris.

You look up as a flood of air rushes against you from above. Amongst the cinder

block debris you spot a large, floating space ship! Large, sleek, with what must seem

more lights than a Christmas tree in a gawdy part of the neighborhood.

Before your mind can take in the strange sight, a green ray washes over you and

zips you inside a gaping maw of the space ship.

The space ship hovers momentarily then dematerializes into nothingness.

...

1,000,000 years later.

You've adapted to life on this strange planet. Although not very well. You've come

to learn that your captors, slavers, owners, what have you, are called the Monkasi.

Their curiosity piqued as a result of your genie's strange magic, they spotted you

and decided to keep you ... for whatever reason. Having discovered your genetic

defect, they've cured your ailment and now keep you in a large glass cage,

forever adding more years to your life.

Although some people might welcome immortality, you do not. You do not, because

it is very uncomfortable having blue balls for such a long period of time.