Serfdom

The body was laying on the ground, not moving in the slightest. It was neither dead nor alive, but waiting for a consciousness to enter it.

One way to do so was to just leave your previous body and enter the new one while another way was to impart one's lifeforce into it.

If one were to create a new race or a new living being, they would need to give this being the breath of life. To do so, they would have to sacrifice their own lifeforce. In this instance, though, it was not needed.

"Looks good," Little Green said with a smile as she looked at the body in front of her, and without wasting any time, she willed her soul to leave her current body. The moment her soul left her body it started to dissipate into thin air. It was like watching one's breath on a cold winter day. It turned to mist and slowly vanished into nothingness.