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Mentally:
Your mind shifts toward cunning confidence and a craving to be seen and obeyed. You feel regal, dramatic, and maybe a bit theatrical — every word you speak echoes with commanding power.
Physically:
Your body stretches into a tall, dark alicorn with a deep midnight-blue coat and a flowing, star-speckled mane like the night sky. Your eyes sharpen into slitted dragon-like pupils, and your horn glows with icy blue magic. Silver armor appears on your chest and hooves — your royal battle regalia. Your cutie mark remains Luna’s crescent moon, but it gleams more sinisterly against your darker coat.
(You spread your massive wings, your voice echoing in the shadows)
You: “The night shall last… forever!”
(Princess Celestia appears in a beam of warm light, frowning)
Celestia: “Sister, please — not again…”
You: (smirking, fangs glinting) “Dearest sister, the night is far more… entertaining than your precious sun.”