[ WP ] Everyone is born with their soulmate 's name written on the sole of their foot . Your foot has a name on it , but it is n't written in any known language .

Tlaalxxix surveyed the blue and green marbled sphere slowly swirling beneath his command cruise as the game council popped into holographic existent behind him. His long graceful fur covered manipulators shut down the myriad of reports and live feeds from the planet below that he had open. The reports came from game runners—a human looking at them would have instantly recognized them as household spiders. As the screens blinked close he held the gaze of his multiple eyeballs on the view in front of him. 
 
 Without turning he spoke `` The time for the conclusion of the 713th intergalactic special mega grand lottery race is drawing to a close... finally. The contestants are closing in on the chosen one. This has been one of the lengthiest drawings in ages. The rate of population growth on this planet was unexpectedly high in the mid stages versus when we first got here. Couple that with their propensity as a species to constantly reuse the same glarb nargling names over and over and that's what you get.'' 
 
 He turned as he continued his speech. 
 
 `` On the bright side, it's also one of the largest prize drawings that we have ever had. Send out the blast comms on entering final bids and prepare live feeds for the revealing. I want to see us number 1 in the ratings after all this buildup'' 
 
 The other creatures, all varying sizes and shapes, nodded, shimmied, shook and / or dripped in approval as they flicked off their feeds. 
 
 ********* 
 
 Lidia, like all humans, had be born with what had come to be known as the god's love inscription. Something that all humans who had feet when they were born with had. In ancient times it was accepted as the one true gift of god, a theory tested as humans advanced in science and technology. Eventually it was traced to a scrap of dna that looked for all intents and purposes, superfluous. No other animals had them, they suddenly appeared on the evolution tree in premedieval times. 
 
 They were also nigh infallible. Every child knew the stories, the varying legends as they grew up. They were all reasons, some more farfetched than others, that the love tattoos came to be. In the end, even science had to agree that statistically it was impossible for them to be random. Double blind testing, where the tattoo was hidden until someone felt they could say they really found their solemate, proved that they did indeed work and that it was n't just subliminal. Over the decades all but the hardest core of non believing scientists had to admit that it was most likely the work of a higher power. Clear signs that there was a god, somewhere out there. 
 
 Which was what made Lidia so worried. On her particular heel, she had what at first glance appeared to be the standard inscription. Except that it was n't written in her native tongue, like everybody else's were. English from English speaking parents, French from French speaking parents, and so on. It was in a language that despite multiple researchers, four plus years of college professors, multiple linguists - even those who made up fictional languages - no one could really decipher. Some people called her a messiah, the second coming, and some the devil. The publicity alone garnered her a life of relative luxury. From birth she had been pampered, kept in the cleanest and most luxurious of homes, ate the best food, got to see movies before they were released. She was sent gifts from almost every company seeking advertising on earth. Marketing deals were lucrative. And the money was great, really, it was terrific. 
 
 But she was also very very lonely. Sure, she had'friends'. I guess you could call them that. They really seemed more interested in her things than her most of the time, but, maybe it was just her viewpoint. After all, she would really be lonely with all the attention that she got? And money? 
 
 And the suitors... the suitors were never ending. But there was never a spark, not really. Not like the people's stories she would read about, where they had met their other foot. Some people even had two names, one on each foot. All she had was what for all it appeared to be, random lines and hashes, and three small collections of dots. One with seven dots, separated by one dot, than another three. 
 
 She had really tried everything. Guys. Girls. She was with someone named Sam for five years and thought, this must be it... until another Lidia messaged them out of the blue, over and over until they finally agreed to meet... She remembered that conversation like it had happened today. 
 
 `` Do n't worry, obviously this person is crazy. It will coffee for 15 minutes, then I will be right back.'' Sam had said. 
 
 Sam did n't come back for over 8 hours. 
 
 The breakup talk was the worst conversation she had ever had. Sam sitting across from her with another Lidia, telling her that she was so sorry... but that I was n't the right one. 
 
 But for some reason, today felt different. Better. A little bit brighter. The morning tea slightly warmer. And for some reason, she felt compelled to go to the park. 
 
 `` Bridgit?'' 
 
 Lidia's assistant walked into the room `` Yes ma'am?'' 
 
 `` I think today I want to go for a walk, can you arrange a car to take me to morning park?'' 
 
 `` Right away!'' 
 
 ********* 
 
 
 Finally, Tlaalxxix exhaled deeply. He knew that the quick mental manipulation was slightly bending the rules of his owe game, but the timing was nearly perfect. The closest contestant was scurrying around in the park, making their way to Lidia's residence... this timing would align the reveal across no less than sixty percent of their most active viewership. He drummed his furry tentacle like manipulators against his body. Perfect. This was going to be perfect. He clicked a few buttons on the controls next to him. 
 
 `` Bib. I'm heading to the reveal party ship. Key the countdown sequence.'' 
 
 As Tlaalxxix turned, he realized he did n't know if he was more excited because he would be recorded in the annuals of entertainment for pulling off one of the longest running, most paid attention, almost certainly most profitable drawings in the multi galactic history of all time. Or because he would finally get to retire. 
 
 ********* 
 
 Lidia was already opening the door as Bridg was still turning the key to the off position. What was with her boss today? Normally she was a lot less excited about... well... life. The park was an escape she usually had to push her into, and almost always cause Bridg herself liked to go. There were two Ricardo's that went to the park during the day. One was married, but seemed unhappy, and the other was a workaholic that really only went to the park to work outside. She was sure that one of them was her solemate... she just had to get them to pay attention to her. She knew that if they would just talk to her it would happen. Both had their obvious reasons for not wanting to disturb their lives - I mean, who really wanted to find out that their wive of two kids was not their solemate - and the other was knee deep in trying to get his startup making toothbrushes with custom 3d printed handles off the ground - which seemed rather stupid to her. At least the married one would have commitment. Anyways. 
 
 She turned to look and realized in her moments of self reflection her boss had ran, literally ran, out in to the middle of the field. And barefoot at that. That had literally never happened before. Bridg rolled her eyes, and finished closing the door of the car. 
 
 `` Bosssssss. Do n't make me run. Come on.'' 
 
 She wanted to say'you do n't pay me enough for this...' but that was n't really true. 
 
 ********* 
 
 Tlaalxxix flashed open his holo viewer with a light touch. 
 
 `` BIB. FASTER. NOW. WE ARE GOING TO MISS IT'' 
 
 `` Sir, I'll have to disable the stealth field to increase speed, which is against protoc...'' 
 
 `` RAGL NARB Bib - the whole planet is going to know in 140 earth seconds or less. GET US THERE NOW.'' 
 
 As the ship rapidly accelerated downward, atmosphere quickly began roiling off of the craft's heat shield. 
 
 

