People start asking for more unusual things with the chips - can they clone themselves?

...they could. Cam would like to do this only when it is not such a new idea. Waiting period or something. They don't have a way to merge regretted forks.

Fair enough. Lots of people submit applications for the waiting period. No asking for forks of other people, presumably.

Yeah that's a no.

If people's applications sit in the queue long enough and they don't have second thoughts when called up and asked he will do forks.

The Noldor are by far the most enthusiastic adopters of this and all ask for four or five. 

...that slightly weirds Cam out and he would like them to all make sure they get along with single forks first but after that okay.

They have a tiny population compared to Endore's other civilizations - Feanaro's kingdom has only two hundred thousand people - and this seems like a good way to have enough people to benefit from economies of scale in shipping demon things and so forth. Everyone gets along with their forks at least reasonably well. Universities open so the forks can specialize. There's a international conference on ethics of this sort of thing; Cam's invited.

...yes, sure, the genocidal demon will go to the ethics conference.

Well, the Feanorians are invited, and it's widely known by now they helped. The ethics conference has representatives from all the Dwarven kingdoms, eight orcish ones, ten Elvish ones, and the Men who aren't numerous enough to have kingdoms yet. Findekano's with the representative of the Men; they've apparently been tentatively taken under the wing of the non-Feanorian Noldor kingdom. 

Forks? Forks rolled back to the past, for reasons other than capture by the Enemy? Raising baby versions of yourself? Chips for Men? There are a lot of talks.

It's all very interesting. Chips for Men are technologically a long way off since they aren't literally born cyborgs, but probably at least one summoner Man has died in a freak accident so they know if they can be daeva, by now?

Yes! With the Valar gone summoning seems to work perfectly normally, here. Everyone's been accordingly warned not to draw on floors. It's also not clear if chips do the same things for any minds but Elven and orc ones. 

Also, on the third day of the conference Cam receives convincing proof that he is not the least-qualified person to be attending the ethics conference. He hasn't seen Maitimo in six or seven years and when he seeks him out today he stares a bit searchingly as if he's trying to figure Cam out. "Thauron is here."

"...that's. Interesting."

"Isn't it. My father put Enemy-killing on the back burner trying to get Limbo started, I do not think I'll add 'assassination at a peace conference' to my crimes. Though only for the lack of means, honestly. He's not here openly. But I have met him before so I noticed."

"What's he look like these days?"

"I am not a sketch artist and can't send you the mental image, want me to find him with you and point him out?"

"Yeah, I'd rather not be talking to Thauron and not know it."

"I did not think so, which is why I notified everyone I could trust with the information as soon as I noticed it." He falls into step beside him. "I'm glad you came."

"The irony was irresistible, but apparently I've got competition."

"You are not a bad person, and I expect bad people need places to engage with ethics as badly as the rest. And it is not a competition."

"Relax, my sense of humor recovering is an excellent sign."

"All right. We helped you do it, you know, your thought processes are probably familiar." And then - "there."

Handsome Elf, black-haired and tastefully dressed, surrounded by a crowd. He turns to catch their eye.

Cam's not exactly going to say 'hi'. He considers and discards 'in case you were still curious, no, Hitler's a Limboite, not a demon'.

Well, Thauron will stride over, after shaking the hands of everyone in his immediate vicinity. "The man of the Age! I was pleasantly surprised to see you on this event's guest list."

"Were you."

"I take it you don't reciprocate the sentiment."