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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a human reader and his/her friend or sibling turning into identical clones of Crimson (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or the reader's sibling/friend are females), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and the friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Crimson's personality and memories, making them completely forget that they were ever normal humans and only remember being Crimson, an imp and a mafia leader). For Crimson's appearance (after the reader and his/her friend/sibling turned into his clones), he is a quite tall imp demon, standing closer in height to Blitzo, with white hair, black and white striped horns, and yellow sclera. Around his eyes are white markings, with the right being larger than the left. He possesses a crooked and bent tail with white accents near the base and on the middle of his tail fork. His appearance is similar to his son Moxxie, with similar hair and shape of his horns, however larger and slightly more jagged. Unlike his son (Moxxie), Crimson's skin is a darker shade of red and his legs appear to be plantigrade (like a human's), rather than digitigrade, but still have red cloven hooves. All of Crimson's teeth are sharp fangs, while one of his fangs is a golden fang unlike the other teeth (which are white). Crimson's attire consists of a red high-collar shirt that grips his neck, topped by a navy blue coat with light blue accents, thin red stripes, red buttons, and red lining. His pants are dark blue which also have thin red stripes, and his shoes are black and red-heeled dress shoes. He also wears a black fedora with a red and white band. Crimson is a vicious and extremely ruthless crime boss that controls a large army of shark-like demon gangsters. He is horrifically abusive towards Moxxie since his childhood, constantly levying physical and psychological abuse towards Moxxie, and by extension his wife. He cultivates an aura of fear in those that know him, even towards his own family members and close associates like Moxxie and Chazwick. Ultimately, his greed and power come first to him, and he harbors no remorse for his victims. This comes to the point that he appears mentally prepared to kill blood-related family members, such as his wife and Moxxie, to advance his personal goals. Despite this, he is capable of exhibiting a seemingly jovial, warm, happy, and even charismatic presence when he chooses to do so, such as during his initial meeting with Blitzo and Millie, or during moments when he feels comfortable. However, he can be quick to discard this external display of affection as required. The story would be that Crimson is still filled with hatred against I.M.P, since I.M.P crewmembers led by him stopped the forced wedding of his son Moxxie to Chazwick Thurman (who is now deceased and his toothed jaw is now just a house decoration in Crimson's house), and (unbeknownst to reader and his/her sibling/friend) is self-aware and he hated how the reader and the friend/sibling were laughing at his defeat. So out of supernatural reasons and revenge against I.M.P, he briefly leaves the world of Helluva Boss and visits the real world to to abduct the reader and the reader's friend/sibling and bring them to Crimson's house back in the Helluva Boss world. However, rather than Crimson killing the reader or his/her friend/sibling, he strapped both the reader and his/her sibling/friend onto an invention that Crimson discovered on an alleyway, and turned them both into his clones, thus turning the reader and his/her friend/sibling into Crimson's identical twin brothers. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
The two friends, John and Mike, were enjoying an evening, catching up on their favorite series, 'Helluva Boss.' They watched with a blend of amusement and fascination as the character Crimson was defeated. They laughed, slapping their knees in joy, little expecting the turn of events their lives would soon take. "How I hate that Crimson!" they laughed, not realizing the tall, imposing figure standing ominously behind them in the shadows. A smirk tugged at Crimson's lips as he stepped towards them, reveling in their surprise when they turned and saw him standing there in his full demonic glory. Before they could react, they were whisked away, surrounded by a whirlwind of colors and sounds, and then all of a sudden, they were standing in a room they had previously only seen on their screens. Crimson's mansion, hauntingly beautiful and terrifyingly grand. "What the..." John's voice trailed off. He could hardly believe what his eyes were registering. Mike stood agape, too, attempting to formulate a sentence but failing. Crimson approached them, a malicious grin spreading across his face. "Welcome to my humble abode," he drawled. In a whirlwind of confusion and panic, they hardly noticed as Crimson strapped them onto chairs in front of a machine they had not noticed earlier, a dastardly contraption, filled with ominous wires and lights. Terror gripped them as the machine whirred to life, a cacophony of screeches and sparks illuminating the room. Crimson laughed, the sound echoing through the terrifying silence. "Prepare yourselves for a change, gentlemen." Frightened words caught at the back of their throats as the world around them spun, blurring as their bodies tingled uncomfortably. Slowly, they felt their bodies reforming, bones rearranging themselves, heights changing, their usual casual clothes morphing into high collared shirts and navy-blue coats. They opened their eyes to the mirror positioned before them, their reflections returning the gaze of two identical versions of Crimson. Their human memories were disappearing, being replaced with Crimson’s experiences, his thoughts, his motivations, his personality. Devastation filled them as the fading portions of their human consciousness came to terms with what was happening. John looked at Mike, or rather, Crimson looked at his new twin brother, his companion in this grotesque transformation. The monstrous laugh pooled up inside them, memories of human laughter long forgotten, and in its place, Crimson's menacing laughter echoed throughout the mansion, a chilling reminder of their horrific fate. His sinister plan was successful, two new Crimson clones now existing. They were no longer John and Mike, laughing at Helluva Boss, but Crimson clones, indistinguishable from the mafia leader himself. As Crimson watched his new clones, he relished in the irony. The imps who had once laughed at him, were now him - both in appearance and character. The last remnants of John and Mike were eradicated, replaced completely by Crimson's unique identity, thoughts, and actions. At that moment, the clones looked at each other, recognizing the ominous glint in each other's eyes. "Oh, how the tables have turned, gentlemen," Crimson sounded, a final chuckle escaping his lips as he relished his triumph over the new Crimson clones standing before him. Through the grin, however, his eyes remained stone-cold, a frightening reminder of his ultimate power.
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