The source of searing divine power, obtained. An artifact meant to mess with mortals, a directive that floated around the aura of Pierce the imp and caressed his mind with the subjugating temptations of revising reality.
Messing with mortals was something imps could get on board with. The little red dark-red-haired man with a big nose and a sad loincloth hauled up a silver tablet with a black screen, which flickered to life with a depiction of nature and society as its invisible divine light grew both brighter and more constrained in the act of becoming real. The hypnotic halo on magical spectra shone into wide eyes expecting some madness from this great miracle, and madness was earned. Pierce's internal magic gently synchronized with little red circles around him, partly out of being drawn into the godly plan and partly out of a desire for power. The will of the tablet, content to repaint mortal kind in its image, easily synchronized with a puny reviving-immortal meant to interfere similarly.
With a funny little sucking sound, Pierce fell into the tablet and a reddish crystalline box formed around him, an interface rather than a seal. He'd been integrated as an application! Whatever that meant. Lots of things he instinctively understood as sliders, switches, roles, and the insidious power of the gods that would enact things...and he was to be one more will among the choir, focused on some point-to-point conscious analysis to pick interesting targets. 'Intelligence', the sense called it. Someone to explain what features do and bias the user to being interesting, or to paint a better portrait when the user asks for randomness. People without an understanding of this sort of magic might not understand how the switches change themselves, or how the mirroring tablet would change portraits at all, or that it could work on things unseen as well as the visible. And it'd be a shame to leave such features undiscovered because some peasant gets scared of their own deities' handiwork, right?
Of course, this promptly left the Photovac alone in a hole again. That would be boring, so Pierce crawled out of the Photovac just to prove he could, and hauled it out of the hole again, putting it somewhere it wouldn't slide back in. He tentatively willed his way back in, this time walking in rather than falling, gliding into the same box and then gliding that box around. Huh, so that was how to mess with features...well. A devilish imp would be a fairer shake than some fake angel, so might as well be proud about it.
Well, not the gods' fault some treasurehunting bloke specifically was gonna be the intelligence. Next step, moving this ship without having to pop out and haul. Uh...wings. Wings were cool, right? Divine power complied. Pierce willed it, and the Photovac grew bat-like wings with which to flap about and out of that cave. Pierce got a beautiful view of the sky outside the box, red tint fading transparent to ensure piloting visibility as the tablet exited the mountainside. Moving over the forest treetops Pierce had long loitered in, it zoomed toward the nearby town of Henrien and sat itself down on a table in the open near a pub. The wings retracted, and a little placard labeled 'FREE, TAKE ME' printed itself on top of the device to remove any opposition to someone randomly grabbing it and seeing what it was. The screen shifted to a mirrory sheen, allowing any particular entity picking it up to see the portrait and a suddenly appearing set of sliders around it. Yes, yes, that sort of magic mirror logic should allow even a first-time user to get the drift quickly. And if Pierce happened to bias what sliders were immediately visible rather than submenus...well. No shame there.
Pierce waited smugly for someone to pick up the mirror-tablet. While he waited, he looked through programs and wondered what transformations he could offer first, or even make 'accidentally' easy. Sure, portrait alteration was the go-to immediate, but gotta give 'em something to compare with and work up towards. Changes in lifestyle, swapping parts with others, or even the creation of new life were pretty possible options, the gods didn't judge except to make the world more 'interesting' with certain changes. Fair enough, that.