He wasn't sure why he suddenly felt so benevolant, but he did. He left the dorm and began to stroll around, looking at people in a different light. He suddenly saw them as people he could help, and he just couldn't explain it. Maybe his mother had raised him too morally. Maybe he was just afraid of wishing selfishly, but whatever it was, he wanted to do good.
He gazed at an old married couple and realised he could wish them youth. They could live their lives together again, as a reward for being so devout.
"Beldazarr?" he asked.
"Yes, master?" the voice boomed in the air.
"Would those two want to be young again?"
"No, master. And you are too young to understand why."
He smiled, shrugged, and kept walking. He knew that soon he would meet someone who he could do something nice for. This was when he bumped into the first person he felt the need to help.