The late 19th century was saturated with spiritualism. Every city block in Europe had some charlatan in velvet curtains running fake séances for grieving widows. But amid the sea of carnival frauds, a terrifying enigma named Hassan Khan materialized out of nowhere. He didn't need darkened rooms, gaudy theatrics, or cheap parlor tricks. He operated in broad daylight, under the cold gaze of wealthy elites and hardened skeptics, plucking out of season exotic fruits, buried jewels, and bottles of champagne straight from the ether. His explanation was simple, and entirely devoid of showmanship: he commanded a host of seven literal Djinn spirits.Khan's trajectory was a wild one: From a disciplined village youth gifted a terrifying cosmic inheritance, to an arrogant drunkard spiraling through the high society drawing rooms of Europe. Djinn are not to be trifled with. They are volatile, invisible intelligences with severe temperaments and malicious tactics. Khan's vice-ridden life eventually fractures his control, transforming his supernatural business partners into violent poltergeists that hurl bricks and bottles, and hammer on the walls of his very sanity. From spontaneous backyard miracles to a paranoid, screaming confinement in an asylum, we dissect the fine line between absolute mastery and total psychological ruin. Do we walk the jagged edge of the unseen world? Citizens of the Milky Way, prepare yourselves for The Djinn Master!