Case #5240. Subject: Code name: Genie out of a bottle

. Location: Israel, Negev Desert.

While the success of the Kurusu Amendment is an important step in Human Liminal Relations, it is important to note that contact between humanity and other equally intelligent species have been going on for hundreds, if not thousands of years before the singing of the Interspecies Cultural Exchange Act.

In fact, several of Humanity's most well known mythological stories, like that of Perseus and Medusa, Odysseus and the Cyclops, are in fact stories that while lacking in historical accuracy, battles against monsters are more interesting to hear about that romances, further provide proof that humans can enjoy happy, if not particularly healthy, relationships with liminals.

One such story comes to us from an archaeological discovery made by the Israeli department of Human and Liminal Relations. And through the translated accounts of one of the more mysterious races we have encountered, we are able to prove that not only can true love happen between people of different species, but that their is a very strong possibility that becoming a member of the undead is not the only form of immortatility that exists in this world.

Again we want to thank our Israeli counterparts for sharing this document with us, as well as providing us with the dates of when this was written to showcase its authenticty.

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Dated: 1st Century BCE.

Though it had been 2 centuries since I had been released from the confines of my bronze prison, I was largely unsurprised to discover that that the one responsible for my current release was yet another pathetic human wishing to use my abilities to grant him all that he desired.

Fame, wealth, power. It was like humanity had nothing better to do than waste their time trying to prove themselves superior over their neighbors. But I suppose I should have been grateful that most, if not all of my 'masters' seemed to be uninterested in using their limited amount of wishes to defile me in the same manner they defiled all of the unfortunate women whose well shaped bodies proved to be more of a curse than a blessing.

But I digress. I am not writing this account to talk about the monotonous aspects of my life. No rather it is because during my latest bound of servitude, I came across one who didn't treat me like I was just some quick way to obtain riches. For unlike his master, who had lived the live of a dishonorable thief before finding my lamp, Ali treated me like a valued friend, and did what he could to help ease my burden until my current master came up with his 3rd and final wish.

It was largely thanks to his kindness that I was able to snap myself out of depression that always overtook me when forced to serve another, and thus came up with a plan that would either see an end to my current servitude, or be placed in the service of one who I knew that would treat me well.

And sure enough, an opportunity soon came as once again, the nations of men spilled gallons of blood to control the lands that laid between the deserts that my people had once called home, and the great ocean that was bound by the Pillars of Hercules in the west, and by the shores of the homeland of those humans who believe in only a single deity.

Using all of my charm, and claiming that only I had the power to save him from the violent nature of the soldiers who followed the banner of the eagle, I managed to convince my now desperate master to wish that both him and his possessions would be safe from any human who wished to harm him. And since I made sure Ali had been present and holding my lamp at this point in time, I quickly found my self free of the rather selfish worm who called himself a man, and in the service of the one who I knew to be a kind person.

And I was soon proven correct, though I admit the circumstances could have been a bit better.

For you see, seeking to ensure that I would forever be free of serving those who would abuse my gifts, Ali wished for me to be happy. And since I had only ever been happy with him, my magic interrupted the wish so that I would never leave his side.

I'm not sure if this means I will have remain with him until he dies, or if his wish makes me truly free, but for now, I am contented to simply enjoy my time with a master who wishes for me to be happy rather than himself.

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Dated: 1st Century CE.

Though I am unsure if I am the only Jinn to ever experience such a confusing situation, I am largely contented with my life, and that is largely because of the effects of his first wish. For after he had wished for me to be happy, he had believed that I no longer was bound by the rules of my kind, and was free to come and go as I pleased. Knowing that it would distress us both if I revealed the truth to him, I kept silent and stayed by his side for the remainder of his days.

It had been a good life all things considered, for 5 years after my supposed freedom, he confessed that he had fallen in love with me, and asked if I would do him the honor of becoming his wife.

Happy though I was at this revelation, I was saddened because we would be unable to have a family together. I knew it was possible for Jinn to have offspring with Humans, but the knowledge of how to do so had been lost ever since the armies of Cyrus the Great destroyed the great libraries of my people. But despite all this, Ali nevertheless still showcased a willingness to make me his bride, and we were soon wed.

Of course given the longevity of my race, I could not age with the same speed as he did, though I could use my abilities to make it appear that I was succeptible to the ravages of time, if on a more reduced scale, but he did not mind. In fact he used to laugh at the fact that he was the luckiest man in the world for having a woman who did not have to worry about age catching up with her. And to an extent I agreed with him, but in fact, I did worry about the inevitable day when age would finally lay my beloved husband to rest.

Soon enough that day came.

But before he passed on, with his last breath he unknowingly made his second and final wish, and that was that he would someday see me again.

After he died, the strangest thing happened, instead of being forced back into the lamp, I was allowed to remain free of its confines. And for the next 20 years, I used my unexpected freedom to wander the world and see its wonders. Though in time, I came to believe myself cursed with this new found movement.

For much of the lands that I traveled in were now under the control of those who followed the eagle standard, and while their technical ingenuity was most impressive, it failed to compensate for the wanton cruelty to those that were forced to live under their rule.

But strangely enough, it was because of this that I found the answers to my continued presence in the human world. For it was at a public execution for another series of supposed criminals, chief among being this naive, but rather interesting Jew who preached tolerance and forgiveness for his enemies, that I came across the man who had claimed my heart all those years ago.

Though his station was greater than it had been over a century ago, for he wore the trappings of a rich merchant rather than a servant, his features were the same, though his name was different. But what convinced that this was Ali reborn was the way his eye's brightened when they took in my appearance. Only one man had ever looked on me with the same depth of feeling, and to be honest, I would never wish for anyone else to look at me that way.

It appeared that his first two wishes had somehow triggered a more unorthodox form of rebirth, for he still remembered our time together in his 1st life, even though he largely forgot other aspects of his previous existence. But by and large, I would not complain at having my love reunited with me once again.

For since my species is exceedingly long lived when compared to the brief lives of humans, I cherished the fact that I would be able to live out my days with the man who had freed me from the existence where my only value was what I could accomplish for others.

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Dated: 7th Century CE

For 6 centuries, my beloved and I had lived together happily, interrupted only by the temporary separation of death. And during that time, we had seen the land largely remained unchanged.

Yes the men who followed the standard of the Eagle were uncompromising in their quest to ensure control over the region, over 5 centuries ago whispers had reached our isolate village that a group of besieged rebels had chosen suicide over capture, but they allowed one to live their lives as long as they paid proper respect to rulers of the Eagle.

Interesting enough, while their methods of controlling the country remained the same, their believes did not. Apparently, one of their many victims who had been nailed to the cross had been adopted as a religious icon, and after a time spent trying to smother this movement, that unfortunate man and his method of torture had been adopted as the main god of the Eagle carriers.

However, despite their centuries long rule of this land, I believe that their time is soon coming to an end.

Rumors have begun to spread about a new leader in the South East, one whose teachings have inspired thousands of worshipers to spread his message by the barbaric means of the sword.

My beloved is somewhat nervous about these developments, but I am unconcerned.

One human society is no different from another in my opinion, so I am confident that our lives will largely remain unchanged by this turn of events.

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Dated: late 11th Century CE

Yesterday I buried my husband.

But unlike the majority of other times during the course of our union, his death was not the result of a natural cause, but rather due to the greed of men.

We had been travelling to the city of Jerusalem to pick up items that could not be purchased in our village, when the caravan that we had been travelling with had been attacked by mounted soldiers who bore red crosses on their shields and capes.

My husband, while normally a peaceful man, had taken up the sword in an attempt to give the convoy enough time to escape, but it had been for naught.

Only myself and a small portion of the merchants had escaped the massacre, and I was the only one to go back to see what these barbarians had wrought.

Such wanton acts of cruelty, and for what? A couple of meters of silken fabrics. Baskets filled with olives and bread?

My only solace was that I knew that I would see him again, and that hopefully we would be able to live out his next life in peace.

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Dated: 1917

This will be my last entry.

Thanks to my husband's wishes of his first life, we have been together for 2 millennia, but at long last, I have begun to feel the effects of age.

In actual fact, I had begun to feel my advancing years over 200 years ago, but the nature of my husband's wishes always caused me to revert to age of a woman who looked like she was in her prime.

I could tell too that my husband was also getting weary with the world.

Mankind had never lost its ability to covet what others possessed, but the methods and instruments of what they used to achieve this goal had changed, resulting in death on a scale that easily surpassed the massacres of antiquity.

And when he returned home from the front, trying in vain to stop British solderers from advancing up the Euphrates, he lamented to me that he wished that this would be his final life and that we could both achieve the peace of endless slumber.

Naturally, my magic responded to his last wish, and though he didn't know it at the time, his unique brand of immortality had just been stripped from him.

I confess, I did not have the heart to tell him this as he returned to front, and days later, I felt as if something precious had been ripped from my soul. And days later, I received a letter telling me that my husband had died somewhere along the Tigris River.

Soon, I felt my body begin to age, signify that my time upon this earth would soon be brought to an end.

But before I join my beloved human in the wonders of the afterlife, I intend to say this.

Even though our union was largely separate from the coils of mortality, I had never thought that it would be possible for one such as I to enjoy a loving union with a human. And though I do not know if others of my race have experienced the same, I urge them to at least be open to the idea should they come across a human who possess the same selfless character as my departed husband.

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Thanks to the still unexplained phenomenon of a Jinn's possessions being transported to the location of their first event of freedom upon their death (Authors Note: concept taken from other fanfics :), the Israeli HLRD was able to come across this astonishing account of a millennia spanning romance between a human a member of the Jinn Species.

The written accounts of the female Jinn reveal that despite the tumultuous periods of history that this interspecieis couple had lived through, their love had been strong enough to not only endure it, but also flourish in a region that is still wracked by strife.

In all likelihood, their are bound to be other such stories out their of similar natures, since Jiin are not the only species that are long lived and can offer humans certain degrees of immortality, though this is the first instance we have heard of a soul's conscious reincarnation, and the Japanese Human Liminal Relations Depart looks forward to uncovering them in order to prove once and for all that successful romantic relationships can flourish between members of different species.

From the desk of Kuroko Smith

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And that's J.

Hopefully you all enjoyed that, took a while to do, and not one of my better works in my opinion, but think it turned out well.

Next character is the Kitsune...so gotta figure out a story that will revolve around that :P...so your patience is appreciated while i think of something :P

For the time periods which I used:

1st Century BCE Republican Roman

2nd Century CE Imperial Rome

7th Century CE Byzantine Empire (just before the Arab Conquests)

11th Century CE 1st Crusade

1917: World War 1

Anyways...reviews are welcome (flames will not be) :)