Yoga for Undead

Even after these long 600 years Lichard never forgot his childhood, when he was just a simple mortal teenager with a big dream to become a necromancer one day. His path to this goal was long and hard and pushed him around a lot.

Once he was even traveling with a circus troupe that desperately tried to turn him into a "boneless boy" as quickly as possible, he was only traveling with them for a couple of months but they already demanded so much of him, wanting to make as much money as possible on this skinny beggar boy who only asked for food and shelter.

Made to wear a girly makeup, let his long blond hair loose and never allowed to wear more than a loincloth, he was made to show the most extreme stretches on stage. It was painful but in the end, the circus people turned out to not be complete assholes and thanks to them he got his very first real money that he carefully buried in a very secret place...

What ever happened to that troupe after they suddenly got separated? He never heard of them again, and he was left with such great contortion skills but without any clue how to use them. He tried to stretch his body in marketplaces and used the money to buy magic books instead of food. He was always the most lightweight boy in every city he visited, of course nowhere as skinny as he became after his death ritual.

After becoming an immortal lich, he discovered that immortality was only fun for the first 100-200 years, then it became incredibly boring and so hard to find interesting stuff to do.

As a kid he always used to think: "First I become an immortal, then I'll have enough time to learn everything else!" The logic seemed flawless but in the first 50 years he pretty much ran out of interesting things still left to learn about the world...

But all these years his bones still remembered the pain when his body was forced to bend in half backwards when he was "the boneless boy"... At least nobody could call him that now that he was practically nothing but skin and bones!

But... was it really pain? Or more like a shock that his body could do such amazing things at all? Little by little, Lichard Tombson started practicing again... After all these years it suddenly was a lot of fun, not to mention it was really nostalgic. His body started feeling younger and younger after each year of his renewed practice.

The 600+ years old immortal magician almost felt himself like a teenage boy again! The sensation of his different body parts folding and coming into the most unusual contact with each other, it breathed a new meaning into his bored undead mind. It was like a solution to the puzzle of eternal boredom.