Lichraft: - a trans necromancy journey

You sit in a softly humming intake pod, the kind that smells like antiseptic and betrayal. An androgynous synthetic voice echoes in your ears: “Welcome to Prime X Ascension Clinic. You have been assigned queue position... one billion, four hundred sixty-two million, seventy-seven thousand, eight hundred and eleven. Estimated wait time: three centuries, four days, and sixteen hours.” A beat. Then: “Would you like to sit in the waiting room?” The screen blinks. [Wait patiently.] [Scream.] [Leave and never return.] But you don’t click anything. Because you already made your choice. You’re going to become a lich.