Written by Jaron Ikner

Noraj used to grant wishes for a living. Not the fun kind—the desperate, impossible kind that show up when people have nowhere else to turn. For three thousand years, he was the universe's customer service representative, helping souls navigate the treacherous gap between what they wanted and what they actually needed.

Then he got fired. By love, of all things.

Now he's unemployed, writing memoirs in a notebook and trying to figure out how to be human. But cosmic wishes don't stop just because the customer service department shut down. Reality is glitching. People are getting exactly what they ask for, which turns out to be the most dangerous thing imaginable.

When fragments of cosmic power start appearing in the wrong hands and the universe begins unraveling one botched wish at a time, Noraj faces an impossible choice: stay retired and let consciousness destroy itself, or return to the job that cost him everything.

Because it turns out helping someone and saving someone aren't the same thing.

A darkly funny meditation on love, loss, and the help desk that holds reality together.