Imagine this. You are a being of a mere eighteen years. You are incredibly special, far more than any other man, women, girl, or boy. You have superior intelligence, you know everything mankind has known and ever will know. You have exceptional health; you will live as long as you please and contract no illness or ailment. You have beauty beyond dreams; every man and every woman will swoon to your touch. You have a perfect personality; you are loved by one and all alike. You have the perfect form; you can sprint further, truer, and swifter than any human ever born. You have untouchable gracefulness, unparalleled vocal expertise, and perfect artistic ability. You have the ability to be wherever whenever and to change anything and everything you wish. You lack a flaw, an imperfection, you are perfect. You are what you desire to be, nothing more, nothing less.

You have been granted one wish and only one rule accompanies it: There will never be another you.