All my clones share my exact memories. The only difference is that my clones will explode the moment they have an orgasm.

That, and my experience as an escort, makes me the perfect assassin.

Since I wouldn't even know if I were a clone, we have to take precautions.

So after every cloning procedure, I enter this chamber and have a go.

If all goes well, I am proven to be the original and all is fine.

But the splatter pattern on the wall is evidence enough that there has been a few mixups already.

This makes this quite thrilling.