I’ve successfully cloned myself.
Let’s be perfectly clear, there’s no mistaking him for me. The clone’s a foetus at the moment, growing to term in a surrogate I found on Craigslist. She’s doing it for science.
And because I’m paying her.
Now that I’ve perfected the process, I’ll impregnate twenty-nine other surrogates, each with a perfect genetic duplicate of myself.
I’ll raise the children, homeschool them, teach them all they need to be the best possible versions of me.
They’ll need to be.
I’m forming a choir, you see. When they turn 14 we’re taking our show on the road.