Every night, Rey found himself locked in an endless battle with insomnia. Recently, he discovered the reason—he was suffering from a chronic illness. The diagnosis was grim, with the shadow of death lurking closer than he had ever imagined. Hope began to slip through his fingers like sand. He wasn’t suicidal, but he was losing the will to fight.

Then, one ordinary day, something extraordinary happened.

As dusk settled and silence filled the room, a soft wisp of blue smoke began curling out of the spout of a Chinese teapot he had recently purchased. Startled, Rey backed away as the smoke thickened and formed into a shape. A deep, echoing voice filled the room:

"Make a wish, my master. I am here to serve you. But be warned—there is only one wish. Once made, it cannot be undone."

Rey didn’t hesitate. “I want to be healthy. I want to live.”

The voice rumbled again, this time more solemnly:

"Your wish comes with a price. The universe must remain in balance. You have 365 days to find a reason to live. If you do, their source of life will become yours. If you don’t… you will die."

Now, the countdown begins.

Will Rey find his reason to live?
Or will time run out?

Rey opened the front door in his robe and slippers, still half-asleep and fully unprepared for life.


There, sitting in his mailbox, was a glittery flyer shaped like a sardine.In sparkly red font it read:


"ALL HAIL MAYOR BEANS — A NEW ERA OF CATSTITUTIONAL POWER BEGINS!"


Then turned to Beans, who had somehow already appeared behind him, wearing:


And chewing a sticker that said "No naps, no peace."


"…What the hell is this?" Rey asked, holding up the flyer.


Beans blinked once. Slowly. As if she had no regrets and zero intentions to explain.


And then Genie floated in from the hallway, holding a bowl of popcorn and wearing campaign merch.


"OH, she won!" he yelled. "Landslide victory! Sockington voted 47 times, which is technically legal under her new nap-law!"


Genie dramatically pulled down a projector screen out of nowhere.The screen displayed a PowerPoint titled:


"BEANS 2025: A Better Tomorrow (With Tuna)"


Slide 1: Mandatory cuddle zones.Slide 2: Cucumber Exile Act.Slide 3: Citizens must pay taxes in chin scritches.


"Technically," said Genie, chewing popcorn, "you lost it when you bought a teapot that screams dubstep and grants wishes."


A driver stepped out — a possum in a bow tie. Don't ask.


Rey looked from Beans, to Genie, to the flyer, to the possum valet.


Beans pawed at the flyer, then strutted outside into the limo like a politician who'd survived twelve scandals and still polled at 95%.


Genie waved."She's got a speech in thirty minutes. Wanna come?"


Rey just walked back inside, shut the door, and whispered,"I'm not paid enough for this."


Chapter 26 - REY REACTS: Episode - “Excuse Me, My Cat Did WHAT?”