I wake up in a pure white empty space. A disembodied voice that comes from everywhere yet nowhere. Speaks “Welcome i’m sure you are confused about your current situation and i’m sorry to say i can’t truly give you many answers! Though i can tell you that you are a soul that was randomly chosen by an very bored almighty being to be transplanted into a new body of your custom making and placed into a magical world!” This leaves me speechless. i just stare into the space dumbstruck. ‘Did he say magic? Also why me… Wait he said random let’s just say that out everybody it had to be someone, and the odds were small but i guess i'm the “lucky” winner though i feel it might be better if i just died then i wouldn’t have to worry about living a second life and all the bull magic entails.’

“Who would have thought that the person we chose would be unhappy with being chosen. Oh well nothing we can do about it let’s get this moving forward!”The disembodied voice said. I once again stop my train of thought ‘Did the disembodied voice just read my thoughts?’ “Yep i did, glad you noticed. So moving on let’s design a body for you!” The disembodied voice answered. ‘Well crap guess there is no privacy here’

‘Can i create an undead body i always found those interesting in stories.’ i asked “You can but it is not recommended as most undead are mindless monsters who hate the living.” The voice replied. ‘True that would be a problem. I replied. I then got an interesting idea ‘ Are there necromancers in this new world you plan on sending me to?’ i asked the voice. “There are you can find them most anywhere.” The voice answered. ‘Then could it be possible for me to appear before a fledgling necromancer as if i was summoned by it?’ I asked the Voice. “That could rid you of most of your problems about becoming undead but unfortunately if you do so there is a risk of you being enslaved by the necromancer.” (fudge it i’m lazy ‘ ’ = our mc “ ” = voice) ‘That sounds bad i don’t wanna be forced to raze a town i like or commit atrocities against my will’ “Then how about we give you a ability? It keeps you from being controlled but as a price you must seek out a master of your choosing. The obvious downside is being forced to have a master, but in return you get to choose and you can’t be enslaved by your enemies or simply people you don’t like.” It takes me a minute to decide if that sounds good to me.

‘One last question can i create my own custom type of undead?’ I ask the voice as my deciding factor. “Yes of course that one of the first things i told you.” It replies, leaving me with a smirk, well i would be if i wasn’t in soul form! ‘Can i have immortality and the ability to switch to a human form that even has working reproductive organs i don’t wanna be sterile’ Of course the biggest downside of being undead is the lack of the ability to have children or obtain a mate. “We can do that as a form of natural ability.” The reply makes me excited for this next life this will be fun! ‘Okay can i design both forms as i wish and describe their natural abilities?’ I ask the voice, hoping that i can so i don’t have to worry about looking to ugly or being a weak undead.”Yes i did say ‘Of your custom making.’ didn’t i?” ‘SWEET! This will be fun! Hahahaha’ The outburst seems to have disturbed the voice somehow… Well whatever i'll get to have fun in a magical world as a magical monster who cares!

I start describing how i want both forms to be and to my surprise bodies start to form in front of me. So obviously i go over board. I keep the general features the same but i do make me look fit and change eye color i want them to be a extremely dark purple where you can only tell it from black by light hitting it a certain angle. And i change my hair color to be the same as my eyes. I make my hair look more well kept and fashion it to look good while also being long and flowing down my back with a natural look to it. I also make my hair feel silky just for the heck of it. I’ll leave my nether regions alone nothing good can come from messing with those.

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Moving on to my undead body! I make it a phantasmal body in the shape of a dragon. The inner body of this phantasmal form is the same as my hair and eyes. The aura like edge (Imagine a ghostly glow.) of this body is a brighter purple. The eyes in this form i have be black like the void to make the people who gaze into them be lost in their emptiness. Next i have a pitch black skeleton that matches the phantasmal body inserted to add to the horror factor of this being. The skeleton is inside the ghostly body yet you can see it as if the body was almost transparent.

Concerned with my ability to use magic in this world i ask about my concerns. ‘How does magic in this world work exactly? I don’t want to enter this world and due to my ignorance here lack the ability to use the magic i want.’ The voice then replies. “Magic is knowledge based in this world. So if you wish to use magic you need to study how to.” ‘Ah that is understandable. Thank goodness it wasn’t something like wishing for something as hard as you can and hoping something happens. Hahahaha’

‘Okay well cause i won’t be able to use magic right away let’s have some natural abilities! I want to be sure that i’m not a total weakling!’ I state. i spend a while thinking on the various abilities i could get. ‘Okay i definitely want a breath weapon… but i think i want it to be phantasmal so conventional means of defending from it are useless. Also general undead abilities like unending stamina. Though i may be wrong on that. it might just mean instead of stamina my physical body uses mana, or whatever the equivalent is. I definitely want the ability to phase through objects like a ghost. Also is it possible to have my claws and teeth hove a mana drain effect? If i had to name it specifically it would be like attacking the spirit and absorbing what i cut away into myself.’ I say. “Ah a breath weapon we were expecting this and we do agree it would be a bit weird if a phantasmal dragon like you plan on being had a normal breath weapon… We will get all you just asked done because all but the last one is done easily by just setting racial benefits. For instance races have their own special powers but they don’t always know what they are when they are born but learn over time. So we will just set you up to be able to learn the abilities of a wraith and dracolich. While in human form you will appear as a necromancer of great power but in your undead form you will be feared hated and hunted. The last ability we will give you as a way to spice up this event. Though be warned as things stand you will have the title Soul eating Dracolich. So you may want to avoid signing any magic contracts or having any problems with authorities in the near future.” The voice says. Confirming and granting me a little more than i asked for but this sounds interesting and what is power if it doesn't have risks?

‘I accept this body then. I understand the risks of being such a creature but it sounds much more interesting than my boring life before.’ i tell the voice. “That’s the spirit now let’s get you down there and providing us with entertainment! Hahahaha!” The voice bellows. I am slightly shocked at the outburst, but i don’t really have time to think much on it. My vision turns black and i slip into a slumber as i’m merged with my new body.