Your life is empty. You've got a dead-end job, everyone in town is jaded and self-absorbed, and you don't see any meaning to it all. Life, that is.
Then you get a business card. The business card leads you to a boardroom, with a handful of scientists. They've got an offer you can't refuse. They've been spying on you for awhile, and they apologize for any unease it has caused, but they thought you might be a perfect volunteer.
The offer: it's a form of therapy. Psychological, genetic and physical. Mind, DNA and body will be honed to perfection. A new way to look at yourself. You accept.
After the therapy, you're a superman/woman.
But that's just the beginning. The real therapy is performed by the individual. You're given a series of trials to pass.
So... what now?
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Yes, I'm still alive.