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A Transformation Tale: From Innocent Reader to Flamboyant Sinner - Journeying into the World of Hazbin Hotel as Angel Dust


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Question: Write a transformation story of the male human reader (a boy of 11 years old) turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from an adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with age progression (from a kid's age to around 30s), height progression, reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Angel Dust is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as due to his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with four arms, Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. For Angel Dust's preference, he likes drugs, being abrasive, pranks, getting into scraps, Cooking, flirting, the color pink, money, and Italian food; however, he dislikes his own feet, losing credibility, Valentino's abuse to him, and memorizing scripts. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.

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Once upon a time, there was an 11-year-old boy named Liam. He was a typical boy of his age, who loved comics, cartoons, and video games. However, one day, he found himself being drawn into a peculiar animated series she had just discovered: Hazbin Hotel. Suddenly, his fascination took a turn for the bizarre. As he started watching the first season, a wave of exhaustion overwhelmed him. He shut his eyes for a second, but when he opened them again, he realized he wasn't in his bedroom anymore. In fact, he wasn't in his world at all. He found himself standing in a strange, demonic world, a world exactly like the one in Hazbin Hotel. He felt a cold shiver run down his spine and he started to panic. The changes started gradually. He was growing taller and lankier quickly, much quicker than any natural growth spurt. By 15, his height had soared, reaching about 5 feet tall. His body was changing too, becoming more muscular and lean, and something else, as if trying to mimic feminine curves. His hair grew into a mop of fluffy white, startlingly stark against his pale skin. Splashes of light pink started to appear on his head, and a heart-shaped pattern formed at the back. As the years passed, he emotionally matured, his mind started to shift. By 20, there was a visible change in his persona. He was no longer the shy, innocent child he was before. He was turning brash, sarcastic, sharp-witted, and cursing came naturally to him. His humor took a crude and crass bend. His mind was changing, his memories from his old life were fading away and new ones were taking their place. On numerous occasions, he tried calling for his parents, but the only response he got was a chilling silence. With time his memories of them faded. By the time he was 30, he stood a good 8 feet tall, his clothes turning stylish. His transformation was complete. He was no longer Liam; he was Angel Dust now. He had four arms, with another set that could be summoned at will. Light-pink circles marked the area under his eyes- they were additional pairs of smaller eyes. His personality had changed drastically. He was wildly flirtatious, made crude jokes, and was brash and sarcastic. He masked his insecurities beneath a mask of confidence and was overly conscious of his public appearance. He said, "I'm Angel Dust, darlin'. Always the star of the show." Deep down, however, he was still that little boy who got yanked from his reality. His transformation was complete, but the ache was there. His longing for his former life was there. But as the days turned into years, even those memories started to fade, replaced with new memories of his life in the underworld. Memories of fights and scraps, friendships, and enmities, laughter, and pain, and all the while, the notion of redemption was ever-present. The young boy who once was, was gone. Replaced by Angel Dust, a character from an animated show, who now led a life far more complicated than any simple human boy could comprehend. He said, "Well, this is my life now. Gotta face the music, as they say." Remembering his past post-transformation, he kvetched, "Being human, that's a thing of the past. I'm not that person anymore. Is there a past? I can't even recollect anything." his own voice echoed in his thoughts. He had become a permanent part of the twisted world of Hazbin Hotel. An eternal resident. And like every eternal resident, he was a mix of their own personality and the character he had transformed into. This was his reality now. And it was time to accept it. His story, like all stories in this world, was tragic, manic, chaotic, and immortal. He was Angel Dust, and that's what he was bound to be now and forever.

Answered by gpt-4

Dec. 31, 2023, 8:06 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, December 31, 2023

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