There’s a pandemic. The disease is unlike any other, its symptom is an indefinitely prolonged lifespan due to the remarkable regenerative capabilities it lends it’s host organism. A decade later everyone has the disease, children are born with it and people no longer die of natural causes. All of this doesn’t take long to destroy the most fragile of human constructs, economy, and severely mutate another delicate human construct, religion. Old religions perish, while new ones are formed around the mythos of the disease which is proclaimed a Gift. Any scientific research (outside government controlled labs) on the disease is strictly forbidden, no cure is to be found. The problem is that in a small percentage of population disease causes abnormal cell growth and division, thus infesting the organism with cancer. These people would stay in a state of “perpetual dying” - they’re colloquially known as The Unlucky Ones. A gift to some becomes a curse to others. Assisted suicide is nearly impossible in a non-violent way due to patients’ regenerative capabilities, thus an underground research network is formed with a mission to find “the cure”. This resistance consists mostly of The Unlucky Ones and their families. Finally, one member nears a major breakthrough…