Just another behind the scenes story, but a big one regarding my character. Technically its taking place at least a few weeks before the main event
After her little assault on Lex corp, Domina had retrieved all the information that she needed, and had spent the next few days working day and night towards her very own body. ever since she destroyed the ancient order of Paladins, at least for this century considering their knowledge existed somewhere. Luna, her host so to say, had been losing the desire to fight, and she couldn't have such a thought or personality weighing her down, or even potentially start affecting her own desire for fighting; heavens forbid such a thing!
It did take her awhile to fully replicate the likes of Alpha, needing to get the body just right, the regeneration and such power in the body itself in place, then she also had to make sure it could handle the full transfer of her necrotic powers. She also made her new body almost a mirror image of her current one; she grew fond of the appearance after all, it was just a bit taller, in an attempt to make herself more intimidating, or at least not shorter than everyone like she almost was now.
Once she was content with the bodies abilities, and appearance, she would start drawing symbols along it to make sure when she did the transfer she wouldn't just go to one of the other million or so corpses in the building already. A devious smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she hummed a random tune to herself as he worked, and once she finished the symbols, she did one along the center of her chest.
Closing her eyes now, she focused her magic around herself and into the center mass of her body, and began casting the spell; reciting the words from memory and making sure to pronounce them clear and loud as to not mess the spell up. After a few minutes, she finished the spell, and the whole room shook for a moment before a black energy burst out of her chest and started to flow into the other empty body, prying Domina from Luna and binding her into the new vessel, carrying all of her necromancy and magic with her, leaving Luna with, well, just her powers of being a medium.
With a gasp of laugh as she awoke in the new body, Domina sat up from the table and looked down at herself as her body felt numb, but as her dark magic pulsed through its veins, she started to gain more and more feeling to her limbs.
Her eyes soon shifted down to the floor where Luna Liberty Marshal was currently on her hands and knees, shaking and turning even more pale than she was before. Oddly enough, her hair was partially turning black, and her eyes bleeding back into their originally pale blue hue. "Do. Domina." She gasped clenching her right hand to her chest where her heart would be, feeling Domina's necromancy quickly fading out of her body as it was shutting down, her body having no heart to sustain it, without the necromancy, she was going to die. "My, my. What a predicament we are in, aren't we?" Domina cooed as she placed a bare foot on her side and rolled her onto her back. "Your bodies ticking down to its last minute now I'd say, what little power of mine remains in you will soon drain out, you have no heart to sustain you, you've been a walking corpse for all these years; never once did you think that maybe trying to have a whole body would be a good idea?" She said with a tsk tsk before looking down at herself, and turned around. "Don't worry Luna, I'll look after your daughters for you, they're as much as mine as they are yours, after all. for now I need to find some clothes, and then i'll be back for your corpse, maybe I'll use it to make a new pet." Domina said with a sinister laugh as she walked out of the room. Luna now laying on the floor as she stared at the ceiling gasping, still clenching her chest sa her vision was darkening; after everything, she was going out like this.
