Secret group of super powered freedom fighters recruits me to their cause on the basis that I’ve got some kind of special sauce inherent to my being. Hot chicks who’ve admired me from the shadows hand me weapons that I somehow already know how to use, and only their utter devotion to our world-saving cause keeps them from ripping my clothes off and covering me in kisses. All the horror and suffering of my life finds meaning in a mission the fulfills my need for purpose.

Acquire all Investiture.

The powers of a dead god.

I just want magic but magic based on understanding and manipulating matter. Like magic based on real life physics

Kinda like the sorcerer’s apprentice where they can make fire by vibrating the molecules in the air until they get hot enough to combust.

I’d like to be a peregrine falcon. No natural predator, able to soar above it all.

I’d also like to be wealthy enough, not in any unethical or greedy way, to have my own home by myself and not have to work, simply so I could enjoy the rest of my life in peace. No need for golden toilets and limousines, just the ability to get up in the morning and have peace and be free of fear of what is happening to me right now.

A harem of goblin chicks. Simple as.

The fantasy: i gain time stopping powers with little to no side effects on using it

The result: “Billionaire suicides skyrocket across the globe”

I’d like minimum wage to be able to support my family, so that a job flipping burgers could actually feed us

Failing that, to live as a bunny in a cottagecore tree stump, spending my days slicing up strawberries like they’re roasts, and baking pies with my neighbours

I’d love to be teleported into the world of Breath of the Wild/Tears of The Kingdom, minus the apocalyptic elements. I’d choose to either live in Tabantha or Akkala. I’ve always preferred semi rural environments, so the desolate, relaxed atmosphere would be appealing to me. I’d love to be a Rito so that I could soar wherever I wanted to go!

Star Trek’s 24th century Earth sounds like a reasonably nice place. I doubt I’d qualify for Starfleet, and wouldn’t try.

I just want to see what life is like for the average broken neurodivergent in that reality. Also, what’s at the location of my current house in that reality? Same construction? Did a version of me live there? Was it there but replaced in the intervening 350 years? etc.

I’d like to live in a world where people come together to save it instead of splitting apart.

As someone with a progressive disease: healing magic. I would pay all the bullion and cattle and sacks of wheat necessary to heal, or at least regress this stupid thing.

The good guys winning.

Be able to shapeshift so my body can finally match my identity

Wish granted ! Stand right there I’ll be back in a sec !

Two chicks at one time. Fuckin A.