Every wish was a nightmare. Because Kabillion didn't understand enough . He understood everything . All at once. Without context.
Quico, ever brave behind his mother's shadow, poked his head out. "What’s a Kabillion? Is it bigger than a million?" kabillion el chavo
Don Ramón, with bitter defiance, wished for "all the money in the world." Gold coins rained down like hail. They smashed the windows, crushed the flowerpots, and filled the barrel so full it cracked. Don Ramón tried to pick up a coin, but another fell on his head. Then another. He staggered under the weight of limitless wealth. Every wish was a nightmare
"What is this?" the god asked.
"THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE," he hissed. "I AM KABILLION. I DO NOT DO 'ENOUGH.' I DO NOT DO 'A LITTLE.' I DO OVERFLOWING. I DO CATASTROPHIC." All at once