The genie grimaced, then pointed to the sky. A fizzle of sparks shot from his fingertips. "There, it's done."
"That wasn't very spectacular. I expected a... Something more? Is that it?" Esteban asked.
"Well, you know, you're probably the hundredth person to wish for that. The world will never end because it's been wished a hundred times that we'll all exist for infinity. We've had one person wish that it would end, but a few wishes down the line the world got wished back into infinity. As a consolation prize for the man who wanted the world to end, we put him on a copied world from this one, and then ended that one. He never knew we did it, and he got his wish. A win win situation as far as I'm concerned. I wonder where he is now..."
