[ wp ] It 's 2138 , and at the age of 21 everyone can select just one super power granted by the government . Now 21 , You go to your local courthouse to select your superpower and discover in the records , one power everyone has completely overlooked .

They say that the moment you get your power is the most important one of your entire life. Powers define basically everything in society nowadays, from the jobs you can apply to, to the districts in which you can live, to even the social circles that people form. After all, it would n't do to have a super-strong weightlifter as an accountant. 
 
 Of course, this system would be awfully unfair if we did n't have a say in the matter, which is why everyone gets to choose their superpower on their 21st birthday. Basically, you have to choose wisely, or you'll be screwed for life. 
 
 Sounds bleak? Tell me about it. Fortunately, the government employs many'counselors' whose powers let them help you choose wisely. Some of them wished to always know the best choice in any situation, some chose to be able to predict people's futures. They're all very sought after, especially since the more people select a given power, the weaker the power gets for all future recipients. 
 
 I do n't trust them one fucking bit. 
 
 It always seemed a bit shady to me how all the people who know the best superpower to choose were also employed by the same organisation that gave out said superpowers. So naturally, I did what any sane and rationally thinking man would do, and promptly went to do my own research. 
 
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 `` Excuse me, ma'am?'' 
 
 `` Hmm? Oh! Yes, what can I do for you?'' The receptionist asked after a moment's delay. 
 
 `` Hello, I was just wondering if I could get a copy of the list of legal superpowers?'' 
 
 `` Are you here for one?'' She asked, obviously excited at the thought. Seems like it must've been a slow day. 
 
 `` Er, no, I'm 20 right now. I want to try and do a bit of research, so that I'll be prepared when the day comes.'' 
 
 `` Well, we do have power counsellors for that, you know. Ca n't go wrong with them.'' 
 
 `` Well yeah, but I'm just curious, is all.'' I lied, back-pedalling. `` My counsellor says I should try and learn things on my own, and stuff. Says I need to be more self-reliant. Personally, I think he's just getting sick of me.'' I finished, flashing a conspiratorial smirk. 
 
 `` Of course. Just go right around the corner, and the archives will be on your left. Ask one of the digital assistants for the documents, and you'll be good to go.'' 
 
 `` Thanks! Have a great day.'' 
 
 `` You too.'' 
 
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 To be continued
