You meet an ancient genie

For hundreds of years, the continent has been under control of the Kaft Dynasty. Under their rule, the rich get richer, and the poor die quicker, forced to slave over farms, and workshops for their rulers. You, a lonely farmhand, trip over a hard piece of metal in the fields, and realise it is a metal box. As soon as your calloused hands brush against its gleaming surface, a pink puff of smoke forces itself out of the box, and it soon takes the shape of a vaguely feminine looking face. "THREE WISHES! CHOOSE WISELY!"