[ WP ] A magical mirror shows your reflection and your future soulmate . You only see your reflection .

Soulmates. 
 
 Less than a dozen years ago, that term would be at best used to describe a happy couple. That was before the advent of divination and the rise of the first mages. 
 
 I say first, though that is inaccurate. It's unclear if mages had existed at any point prior to the development of reliable divination methods. The fact is that one could meet one's perfect match, and even dedicate one's life to that person, long before we developed the technology to accurately identify the individual. The fact is however that the chances of truly meeting your one true other, the other half of your soul, is so infinitesimal that even with the use of Divination Glass, one is highly unlikely to ever find them. An accurate description is not enough, it's simply too unlikely to ever see them in a sea of nine billion human faces. 
 
 Yet, those that do are gifted with greatness. Once one can complete one's soul, one becomes gifted with awesome powers. Flight, teleportation, matter manipulation, these are but fragments of the capability of a mage pair. 
 
 Scientists are not entirely sure of the exact origin of these powers. What we do know however is that the energy used to fuel this'magic' is derived from the energy generated from the proximity of two halves of a soul. Energy is generated, albeit almost imperceptibly, between two halfs of a soul all the time. It can not be artificially generated, and if one half of a soul is lost, so to are the powers. 
 
 The first known mage pair were Arthur and Melissa Dillinger. They met in Quebec, one from Turkey, the other an American from New York. They fell in love, and after their first night together, they found they could fly. Their powers only grew from there. They were the ones who developed the Divination Glass. They learned to identify this strange energy that connects two people. They developed a means that for a fraction of a moment, those two could be connected in a way, and one could get a glimpse of one's other half. 
 
 It's odd to imagine, but not a single soul mate pair has been unhappy with their partner. Even with language barriers, every mage duo has been a perfect couple. The success of these relationships, not to mention the awesome powers, brought people in droves to look into the Divination Glass. More were developed, and ten years after the Dillingers rose into the skies, it became ritual for those who were of age to go and peer into the glass on their eighteenth birthday. 
 
 This is where the story comes to me. 
 
 I shuffled awkwardly in the line. I had n't been looking forward to this day. For the last two years I have been in love with my next door neighbor and best friend, Petunia. Pet for short. Ever since she introduced me to Halo 6, and taught me to play Warcraft 4, I have been head over heels for her. Nothing in the world would make me happier than to look into that mirror and see her. 
 
 But I knew there was no way. 
 
 I already knew what I would see. I would look into the mirror and see a girl in tribal clothing, holding a spear. She would live in some untapped part of the rain forest and I would never meet her. I was too mundane for powers, and I was far too unlucky to ever have the girl I love be my soulmate. 
 
 Now I do n't want you to get the wrong idea, it's not like I did n't try. I told her two years ago, right before Divination Glass became the norm, exactly how I felt about her. She had only the day before read about the new public availability of Divination Glass, and she asked that I wait. So I had, hoping the entire time I could get my feelings to change. 
 
 They had n't, and there we were, celebrating our birthdays by standing in a queue to see our soulmates. I would have been glum if her exuberance was n't so infectious. She's like that, you know. She is so passionate about everything, and she really gets you excited too. Even if it's being excited about queuing. 
 
 The boy before Pet walked out, his brow furrowed in confusion, not even looking up to us as he walked away, and Pet turned to me. 
 
 `` It's finally going to happen. I'm finally going to know.'' She said, her grin so wide as to look manic. 
 
 `` Next please,'' came the voice of the black armoured attendant. 
 
 `` Wish me luck, and just so you know-'' she leaned in close, `` I hope it's you.'' 
 
 With those words ringing in my ear, she dashed inside. I do n't think I could breathe. I felt my heart in my throat, and time seemed to drag on for an eternity. In truth, it must have been seconds before I heard a scream of delight. 
 
 She ran out, fanning herself frantically and bouncing up and down, her coppery red hair fanning out wildly as she struggled to speak. 
 
 `` Oh my god!'' 
 
 For a moment, I smiled. 
 
'It could n't be.' I thought to myself.'I'm not so lucky.' 
 
 `` It's Chad Malcovitch! THE ACTOR! He is like the sexiest man alive! And only a year older than me! I was so worried it'd be some creepy old guy but it's CHAD MALCOVITCH!'' she screamed as she continued her bouncing dance. 
 
 I had expected my heart to sink, but apparently, I had prepared myself well. Though I still wished it had been me, I was happy for her. She knew who he was. Surely he would recognize her as well. She had received something very few people had, she would be gifted and happy. I still loved her, but I was happy. 
 
 `` Next.'' The black armoured figure beckoned towards me. 
 
 My eyes fell on the entrance to the dark room, and I grimaced. 
 
 `` Good luck. Maybe it'll be Jessica Tatum!'' Pet told me, her voice flooding with encouragement. 
 
 Somehow I could n't really feel her excitement. 
 
 I walked into the room. 
 
 `` Just look into the mirror. Your soul mate will appear exactly where your reflection should be.'' The dark figure told me, and then retreated to a side room to operate some manner of control. 
 
 For a second time, I felt that I could n't breathe, and then the lights came up. 
 
 In the mirror, I saw myself. Not someone who looked like me, but myself, the same scars, the same clothes, even the same glasses. 
 
 `` Uh, something's wrong.'' I called to the back. 
 
 `` No, it's not. It shows you the person holding the other half of your soul. Nothing else to it. I do n't care if they're not attractive enough for you, or if they're the wrong race, or whatever, I hate excuses like that. That person has the other half of your soul. Simple as that.'' Growled the armoured attendant from the side room. 
 
 I cocked my head. 
 
 And then, suddenly aware of exactly what this meant, reached inside myself. I poured all the rage and confusion and hurt from loosing Pet into my open palm, and a tiny flame sprang fourth. 
 
 `` Huh.'' I said. 
 
 `` Everything okay in there, Dylan?'' Pet called from outside. 
 
 `` Yeah.'' I called back. 
 
 And you know what? It kinda was.
