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The collective was a mess. 8 billion people all suddenly forced into 1 body. A lot of those people where children. Still, almost every being knew of the legends of genies, or djinn, or any other wish granting being. Most also knew that they wouldn't be able to get much done shouting over each other like this.
"I-I-W-I-e-I-We-I" It began to speak, crying out in different voices and languages, "W-w-i-w-w-sh-w-i-i-s-i-s-h" Despite how incomprehesible it seemed, the genie was somehow able to keep up, "T-t-o-t-o-b-t-e-w-c-t-o-c-t-m-sh-e-o-t-n-w-e-i-k"
It was impossible to understand. Even the genie, with all his cosmic might, could barely make it out, although he got a vague idea. "You wish to become one? Is that what you want?" The collective responded in both elation and horror, as it realised it was soon to lose it's indivuality. "Well, at least one of you wants it, that's good enough. Wish granted"
And with that, a raging storm became a light breeze. A new person was formed, with memories and experiences of 8 billion people, yet one mind in command. And it had 24 billion wishes at it's disposal.