Death itself is deeply rooted in the mechanics of biological life that currently exists on Earth. We, rightfully so, recognize enormous value of human life, as it takes so much effort to create one. Thinking of my own death, I also see multiple layers of how I would approach it. I might have an animalistic, subconscious will to survive. I might be afraid of pain. I might be regretful of not experiencing more in life. I might be afraid for family I’d leave behind. I’m not making any definitive statements, but it feels like many of those layers are affected when bending the reality to the point of vapourizing a perfect clone.