There are two men, both dying of hunger. They each have a chance at life, and a chance to fill their bloated stomachs, but only one will survive. One man’s death is determined by a craving, a craving that would never permanently satisfy him. On the other hand, the second man saw a true remedy and consumed it with reckless abandonment.
In the land of the famished, there is usually a common cure, a medicine that induces health and prosperity. In these same lands, there are many placebos, cheap imitations of life and what it’s worth. What most don’t realize though, is that both require sacrifice. Where the payment for a clone may be death, the genuine antidote costs something too — life.