"The Magic Lamp in Laberinth
In the ancient city of Laberinth, where time whispers secrets and shadows dance on crumbling walls, two destinies converged. Faisal of Secrets, the seeker of mysteries, and Ahmed, the young prince, found themselves drawn to the same forgotten alley. Ahmed, with eyes like polished onyx, stumbled upon an old lamp buried in the sand. Its surface was covered in dust and mildew, but it ignited his curiosity. Suddenly, blue smoke gathered around it, and a giant genie appeared before him, its shining wings brushing against the moon. "I am the genie of the lamp," the genie said in a whispering voice. "You have been chosen, Ahmed. I will grant you three wishes, but beware: every wish comes with a price." After a moment's hesitation, Ahmed confidently said, "I wish for wealth that never runs out, beauty that never fades, and rule over the world with justice." The genie nodded, and suddenly, Ahmed's rags turned into silk, and his pockets filled with gol...