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From Mortal to Demon: A Transformation Tale into the Sensational Angel Dust Chapter 1: Unveiling the Extraordinary Power within Chapter 2: A Metamorphosis of Ages and Realities Chapter 3: Forever B


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Question: Write a transformation story of the male human reader (a boy of 7 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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Our tale begins in a small town, in an ordinary house, with a not-so-ordinary boy named Anthony. Anthony was a curious 7-year-old, always seeking out adventures in the corners of his imagination. He possessed a wide, infectious smile and eyes that teased of mischief to come. Little did he know, his life was about to veer off from a simple existence and into a world he couldn't even begin to comprehend. One morning, Anthony woke up feeling peculiar. His body ached in strange places and his dreams were awash with vivid images of being eight feet tall and draped in flamboyant outfits. The images were both terrifying and enthralling. "Is this how grown-ups feel every day?" he wondered. Days turned into weeks, and Anthony noticed he was getting noticeably taller and more mature-looking. His parents were astounded, doctors were baffled, but Anthony couldn't help feeling a sense of wonderment. He might not have understood why his body was changing so dramatically, but he was excited about seeing where it would lead. His parents were concerned, but there was nothing they could do except support their rapidly changing son. As his height and age progressed rapidly, the world around him started to warp and change. Buildings contorted into strange shapes, the sky turned from its usual blue to a fiery orange, and his once peaceful town was now bustling with bizarrely interesting creatures. People around him had now become a mix of human-demon hybrids while his house had turned into a grand hotel, christened the 'Hazbin Hotel'. As weeks turned into months, reality was a strange combination of the ordinary and extraordinary. But Anthony's transformation wasn't just physical and environmental, something was changing deep within his mind too. Despite his resistance, his boyhood memories faded away, replaced by memories of a brash and sarcastic character with web-like arms and seemingly countless eyes. Desperate, Anthony ran to his parents for help, pleading for them to remember he was their little boy. Alas, their eyes held no recognition. Anthony's transformation was almost complete. His mind switched between playful and destructive, his vocabulary littered with crude humor that he never knew before. He had no memory of his heartwarming human past, only full recognition of his new persona. His eyes carried the cerise pink hue, and his golden fang glinted in the fiery sky, a defining symbol of his complete transformation into Angel Dust. He even flaunted a fluffy, prominent chest, an intentional piece of his extravagant showmanship. "But... why?" he wondered. His once beloved parents were now mere strangers in his new world. His fear and sadness were quickly replaced by a high-energy sassiness that he assumed was expected of him in this strange new world. He was now Angel Dust, a stylish, flamboyantly flirtatious demon playing a considerable part in the Hazbin Hotel's chaotic harmony. He was not Anthony, the innocent 7-year-old boy anymore. His mind, body, and world had morphed, and there was no way to reverse it. Despite his brazen persona, Angel Dust found a part of him yearning to reach out to his friends, yet he built walls to shield his true feelings. He felt a pull towards redemption, a concept he once found cynical. Sarcasm, chaos, extravagance were his new normal, and the crude humor and abrasive personality defined his existence. Fleeting thoughts of his old life floated around, yet they held no bearings in his reality. Conforming to his new reality, Angel Dust found solace in the vibrant chaos, the thrill of pranks, and the fluent banter that was everyday in Hell. Now he existed in an abrasive reality, with a taste for Italian food, pink outfits, money, and the rush of causing chaos while he despised losing credibility or following scripts. His old reality was a distant, increasingly hazy memory. This tale of the transformation of a human boy into Angel Dust is one filled with mystery, unanticipated changes and is a reminder that even in the most drastic and irreversible transitions, a glimmering hope for redemption can foster resilience.

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

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Published: Sunday, December 31, 2023

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