“Nay, thou art from nowhere thee would knoweth.” He replied playfully, though most sincere. “I have travelled to all corners of the world, the universe, longer than time itself has even existed. Boy, do that makes me sound old. I’m not going grey, am I? Showing signs of wrinkles? Smell of prunes or denture cream?” Genie asked worriedly, examining both his hair and face in handheld mirror. He stretched his face with his free hand, as though to rid it of said wrinkles before checking his said odour. Then, lastly, tossed the mirror aside and held an ear trumpet next to his ear as he leaned in slightly closer to Sheik to hear the ninja’s response. A response which he did not even bother to wait for before he spoke again. “Common error: I’m a genie, not a ghost: blue skin's good for the ultra-violet rays, bro. I spend afternoons fulfill wishes not haunting the living. But, all that aside, trust me, Hyrule is just the beginning of what I know.”

Turning back to Aladdin, Genie poked the boy in the nose. “Hyrule is just short of the second star to the right… Or is that Never Land? None the less, it’s a magical kingdom commonly known for its ‘beautiful and prosperous land’. Lush forests, tall mountains, vast lakes, a rather barren desert... You get the idea. All ruled by the Royal Family of Hyrule.” His hooded gaze flickered back to Sheik. “It’s said to connect to other realms through magical artifacts and portals. Of course, anywhere magic is present some higher power is sure to be present, even if only in myth alone…”