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Question: Write the POV second-person transformation story of the human reader instantly turning into Vox (a character, voiced by Christian Borle, from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with art style shift (the reader now becoming a cartoon character with the same art style as the Hazbin Hotel characters, rather than being a real life person), gender change (if the reader is a female, the breasts flatten to nonexistent as her body losses its curves and become more masculine, and her female genitals invert itself before pushing out into a penis and balls of a male; however, gender change is optional and it's only if the reader is a female), instant clothes change, age progression (aging until the reader is biologically somewhere around the 30s or 40s years old, exactly as left off from Vox's death from his human life in the 1950s, thus becoming immortal in the process), height progression (growing from an average 5.7-6 foot height to 7 feet tall), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Vox's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting his new personality and memories, making the reader feel dizzy as he completely forgets he was a normal human person just a minute or so ago (fully forgetting his mortal human name he had just seconds ago), even completely forgetting that the transformation that just occurred seconds ago, so he knows that everything about his supposed normal (mortal) human self and life just seconds ago (born from the 1990s-2000s) was not real and was only a dream (it was impossible for him to have been human moments ago since his human self was born in the 1910s or 1920s and had died in the 1950s), and he remembers that he was a mortal man who died somewhere in the 1950s and always had been a sinner demon since the 1950s, always being one of the many overlords of Hell since then, and his name always having been Vox). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For Vox's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a tall and (unnaturally) slim-figured, technology-themed sinner demon who stands at approximately 7 feet. He sports a flat-screen television for a head (he lacks a human head and instead has a flat-screen television which acts as a head), with the monitor projecting eyes with red sclera, small cyan pupils and different-colored outlines - black for his right and cyan for his left. While using his hypnosis powers or simply becomes enraged, his left eye gains a black spiral and the pupil becomes a cyan electric symbol. The screen also shows a mouth full of sharp, cyan-colored teeth and a long pointed tongue similar to Valentino's, but cyan. Sometimes what looks like blood seems to drip out of his mouth. He also has four fingers (like all Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss characters), unlike real world humans. He also appears to have dark navy-blue skin with sharp, cyan claw-like fingers. Vox wears a navy-blue tuxedo with the jacket sporting coattails, red-trimmed cyan lapels, thin cyan stripes and cyan lining, worn over a red-and-black-striped waistcoat which itself is worn over a collared bluish-white shirt with an upside-down broadcast symbol and a rather large, red bowtie. He also wears heeled dark gray dress shoes with cyan-colored laces, toes, and tips on the heels. He also wears a small black top hat on his head, with red and blue designs reminiscent of a broadcast symbol and radio wave symbol, respectively. He has TV antenna that stick out the top of the hat, the left one bent into a zigzag. Here are Vox's abilities and skillsets: Immortality (As a Sinner, Vox is biologically immortal, being unable to die from illnesses and unable to age, remaining the same age as when he died, thus can not die of old age and other natural causes. He also cannot die from any kind of damage to the body, and will recover from any injury, however, he can only be permanently killed with angelic weaponry), Electrokinesis (Vox possesses the ability to generate and control electricity. Depending on his emotions, such as if he's angered, he can potentially make it so that a Hell-wide blackout happens. He caused a blackout to Pentagram City in "Radio Killed the Video Star" when he was overwhelmed by Alastor's taunts), Electrokinetic transformation (Vox can turn into electricity, which he can use to move around or enter and travel through electronic devices such as security cameras, watches and television monitors that he can control as he pleases. Though there are a few flaws to his electrical teleportation: the place Vox wants to go has to have some form of modern technology he could go through, as he apparently can't teleport through an old-style radio), Technokinesis (Vox can control devices whether he is outside or inside them. He can do things while inside devices such as changing his outfit and scenery), Spark generation (He can create electrical sparks from his fingertips, which can be used to ignite something, like Valentino's cigarette in "Radio Killed the Video Star". He can even generate sparks on his body, especially when he is angry. He also causes what looks like a small surge or ripple of electricity to appear through the floor from his feet during Stayed Gone. It is hard to tell if this is part of the spark generation or a separate ability entirely), Technological head (Vox's television head doubles as an electronic device with which he can plug himself into other devices with the help of cables in his surveillance room. He also somehow is able to change or upgrade his head, as shown, he has a photograph of himself with an older-style television head. If he's particularly angry, he and any devices he's linked to will involuntarily glitch), Bioluminescence (Vox generates blue light from his screen, most notably when he is in a dark room. His teeth noticeably shine brighter than the rest of his face, and his left eye outline and pupils can shine on their own when feeling sinister. His claws can also glow when he is using his electrical powers), Communication (He can receive calls from people, such as Velvette, with his screen head similar to calling on a phone. He can also transfer the call to another device by "grabbing" the call and flicking it to a different screen device), Video playing (Vox can play videos on his screen-face), Scrying (As shown in "The Radio Demon" comic, Vox is seemingly able to see through other screens, appearing to stare directly at Alastor while projecting into the TV display of a window-fronted store. This is shown in "Radio Killed the Video Star" to be done after he plugs his head into a monitoring device, which he may need to be able to scry), Hypnosis (In "Radio Killed the Video Star", it is shown that with his left eye, he uses hypnosis to keep his audience drawn into his program and keep their interest. He also uses this as a distraction so he can slip away to avoid any further discussion of a subject he doesn't wish to continue. The victim's eyes become red with black spirals. The victim has to be paying attention for this to work. He can use this even when he isn't physically present by being in a screen device. The devices his company sells share this ability), Self-duplication (Vox was shown to be able to make clones of himself in "Radio Killed the Video Star" during Stayed Gone. However, he has only displayed the ability on television, and it is unknown if he can do it physically), Acoustokinesis (He can manipulate the sound of his voice to sound more intimidating. He can also generate different sound effects such as echoing voices and the sound of a winning game machine), Strength (Vox is strong enough that he is easily able to tear through metal, and capable of holding demons bigger than himself, such as Valentino, with ease), Deal-making (While not shown on-screen, Vox can make deals with others in order to collect their souls just like other Overlords. Musical talent - Vox has shown to be a talented singer), Dancing (Vox can perform amazing dance routines, like handling complicated moves to even being able to hold Valentino, a taller Sinner, into a dip), Charisma and manipulation (The reason why Vox is a successful entrepreneur is that he can use his charm to manipulate others into buying his products even without his hypnosis powers, such as acting as he cares about his customers and making up products on the spot that are not even in production yet. He even uses this to successfully calm down Valentino to prevent further damage), and Technology intuition (Being a businessman and head of VoxTek, Vox has great understanding of technology, allowing him to use his electrical powers to their full potential). Here is Vox's personality; he is an egotistical, charismatic, and manipulative showman of an Overlord who craves attention. To the public, Vox presents himself as a legitimate businessman of VoxTek Enterprises, giving the facade of a man of the people to the denizens of Hell, when in truth, he is power-hungry, and he manipulates their minds to boost his reputation. He is highly intelligent and technology-savvy, and he is always keeping up with the latest trends and technology. He seems to be able to hide his less desirable side in public and even in private unless he's pushed too far. Despite his egocentric nature, Vox is loyal to the interests of his fellow Overlords, the Vees, and seeks to maintain their collective image of power. As the most level-headed member of the Vees, Vox often acts as the de facto leader. Claiming the Vees' brand to be "perfection", he is often frustrated or outright angered if someone can jeopardize it, such as when he reigns in his fellow Vee, Valentino, from attacking the Hazbin Hotel in response to Angel Dust living there. Another element that earns his ire is his rival, Alastor, whom he utterly despises and might be intimidated by as he sees Alastor as a threat to his plans. However, despite his immense hatred for Alastor, Vox doesn't let it override his more pragmatic side once he calms down. In "The Show Must Go On", he takes pleasure and joy out of seeing the staff of the Hazbin Hotel prepare to fight the angels, as he believes they stand no chance against them. This causes him to get verbally explicit and overly honest, as seen when he along with Valentino and Velvette watch the fight between Adam and Alastor at the Hazbin Hotel, commenting how the impending duel had given him an erection. He even shows this sadistic joy when he sees Alastor lose to Adam, saying that seeing Alastor suffer is better than sex, only to get angry when Alastor flees from the fight. Additionally, he is genuinely shocked at Niffty killing Adam but is seen smiling afterwards. Here are Vox's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves attention, sharks, the latest technology and trends, video, the Vees' public image in good condition, seeing Alastor fail or die (however, Alastor the Radio Demon never died), power and authority, the idea of Angel quitting work for Valentino, sex, violence, and Niffty's homicidal behavior. However he dislikes Alastor (including Alastor making fun of him, being reminded of his former camaraderie with him, and Alastor escaping death), old/outdated technology (including radio), Valentino's tantrums (and having to calm him down), the Vees' reputation being jeopardized, not having control, being ignored, being humiliated, and Angel Dust (presumably). The story is that the reader is minding his/her own business walking around his/her neighborhood or home city, but then a flat-screen TV falls from a window from a building or house and onto the reader's head, causing him/her to panic as his/her head is trapped within the TV screen (his/her head inside the TV cannot be seen from the outside), making him/her more scared since he/she cannot get the flat-screen TV off of him/her (even questioning on why that is the case). The transformation then occurs, as the reader's head fully merges/fuses with the flat-screen TV (becoming the reader's new head), completely removing his/her human face, before a black-and-white swirl to appear on the TV head's otherwise-completely-black featureless screen (taking up the entire screen) and spins around in circles, causing him/her to feel dizzy as his/her mind to get completely foggy/fuzzy/blurry (making him/her hold his/her TV head), signifying the reader's mind/mental changes as his/her personality and memories are vanishing to be replaced by Vox's memories. His/her body changes shortly afterwards, his/her body becomes unnaturally slim-figured, his/her height grows taller to 7 feet tall, his/her body ages up to somewhere around 30s or 40s, the clothes becomes Vox's outfit (with Vox's hat appearing on his TV head out of nowhere), his/her voice changes into Vox's voice, and, if the reader is female, her gender fully switches into a male (the breasts flatten to nonexistent as her body losses its curves and become more masculine, and her female genitals invert itself before pushing out into a penis and balls of a male; however, gender change is optional and it's only if the reader is a female). Just before the end of his physical transformation (and just seconds before his TV head turns off), and while the reader is screaming in horror, the reader calls out for help in hopes that anyone will help/save him against this supernatural transformation, but sadly, no one is helping him and he is completely helpless to his mental changes (as he continues holding his TV head, as the black-and-white swirls continue to rewrite his memories and personality). By this point (and as soon as the body change, the age change, the voice change, and clothes change are done), despite the reader's best efforts at calling for help (he did call for help but no one came to his aid), the reader's previous personality and memories have all completely disappeared and fully replaced by Vox's personality and memories, and the black-and-white swirl on his TV head's sceeen suddenly vanishes (since the mind mental changes are fully finished) to leave the screen shut off (becoming simply a black screen, as if the rest button for the TV was pressed), leaving him fully/completely unconscious (with no thoughts) while standing upright (albiet with his arms hanging downwards and both his body and head tilting slightly down) for a little while (standing on his legs (despite being unconscious) whilst lifelessly, with his arms hanging downwards and his body and head looking down a bit, without any consciousness for a bit). However, after approximately between 15 seconds and 1 minute, his TV head turns on again (he's still standing on his legs unconsciously and still with a blank mind), with the cyan words saying "Initializing Voxtek device" appearing in the middle of the screen before fading, then (with the digital whirring noise rising) the VoxTek logo appears in the center of the screen before pushing up a bit by a red-rimmed cyan loading bar appears with the sentence saying "Loading data from your device... trust us" above it, and finally, after the loading bar finishes up with the whole loading bar filled with cyan, causing the digital "ding" noise to play as the sentence above the loading bar changes to "Enjoy the Voxtek technology", before it the logo and the loading bar (as well as the sentence above it) then fades completely. After all that (including after the loading bar and logo fading), his consciousness (including his personality and memories) slowly returns as a face appears on his TV head's screen, but no longer his own human face, instead his face is Vox's face (which wouldn't appear earlier, since he was mentally changing earlier with the black-and-white swirl spinning, until after he wakes up from his unconsciousness and later his reboot after the sentence "Enjoy the Voxtek technology" appears before fading with the VoxTek logo from his TV head screen, thus Vox's face appears instead of his previous human face), and he then wakes up. Upon waking up, Vox (formerly the reader) does not know where he is (he also does not remember anything that just happened moments ago), even asking that, before he realizes that he is back in the mortal realm (Earth). Vox has no memories of ever being a mortal human just moments ago, and he knows that he cannot have been a human just moments ago, since it was completely impossible for him to have been human seconds ago (since he, as a human, died in the 1950s), and that his supposed recent life as a human (years after the 1950s) was not real. Vox then does a sinister laugh, knowing that he is back in the mortal realm (Earth) for the first time since his human death. He initially doesn't know on why he's on Earth for the first time since his human death, but then realizes that he had been summoned by some cultist (who's a human) through a ritual, thus helping him arrive to Earth from Hell and thus explaining why he's here. After that, Vox goes off to start a demonic technology-based company (VoxTek, the exact clone as the one in Hell), as he did back in Hell, manipulating mortal humans of Earth into buying his products both with and without his hypnosis powers. There should be an epilogue, where Vox now dominates the news and entertainment media on Earth, having since started VoxTek on Earth (like he did back in Hell) a few years prior (after he was summoned back on Earth by some cultists), and he is happy that his arch-nemesis, Alastor the Radio Demon, isn't on Earth (since Alastor, so far, has not been summoned back on Earth by some other cultists). However, he genuinely misses Valentino (his on and off romantic interest (more specifically his boyfriend) and a 10-foot-tall moth-like humanoid sinner demon (also an overlord who is the director and head of the porn studio within V Tower, and a member of the Vees)), so he plans some humans to summon Valentino back on Earth to make Vox whole again. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story (including quotes from the reader) so we know what they are saying and what they are thinking (including profanities/swears/strong language/bad language, such as "fuck", "shit", "bitch", and many others that are used or said by Vox, but the human reader does not use profanities/swears, unlike Vox (who does use profanities/swears (such as "fuck", "shit", "bitch", etc), unlike the human reader), who the human reader transforms into, so he does not use profanities/swears until he reawakens as Vox). Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
Certainly! Here’s a second-person POV story based on your detailed request: --- Today begins like any other day—fresh air in your lungs, the familiar hum of life as you walk through the streets of your city. Heads down, mind fixed on errands, your only worry is what to have for dinner or perhaps what show to binge later on. You make your way past the usual sights: corner stores, old brick apartments, the laughter of children in a playground across the street. Everything is reassuringly mundane—until a shadow flickers over you. Out of nowhere, a flat-screen TV plummets from above, hurtling straight down at your head. *What the—?!* The screen envelops your vision as you stumble, the world muffled into a suffocating darkness. You claw at the heavy plastic, fingers fumbling for a grip, but the TV clings tight, refusing to budge. Your panicked breaths fog the inside as you twist and thrash, but the world hears only the distant cacophony of passersby who don’t notice or don’t care. *"Help! Please! Someone help me! I can't—get—this—thing—off!"* No one answers. Your heart pounds. The TV is growing tighter, impossibly so. Pinpricks of static charge prickle across your neck. Panic surges as the plastic melts and fuses to your skin, your skull—your human face burns away, forgotten beneath the electronic shell. Suddenly, the screen before your eyes goes deep, inky black, before a swirling vortex of black-and-white consumes your vision, spinning and spinning. You try to close your eyes, but you realize with horror that you have no eyelids to close. A wave of dazzling dizziness rolls through your mind. Your hands reach up, four fingers gripping the new, cold angles of your—your TV head?! The swirl intensifies, and it feels like your thoughts are being scrapped out and replaced. Names, faces, memories—family, friends, your entire past—are sucked into the spiral and vanish. You grope for your own name, your own memories, but they slip away past your grasp, deleted forever. You gasp, voice warbling into mechanical distortion, “No, please, stop! S-someone, please! I don’t want to forget—I… Who am…? What’s happening—!” Your panic only seems to accelerate the transformation. Old skin flushes dark blue, fingers stretching, sharpening into gleaming cyan claws. Your body stretches and thins, limbs growing elongated, slender and odd. You shoot upward, bones groaning as you soar past six feet, past seven, into a towering, unnatural height. Muscle and sinew reweave, swelling young flesh into a lean, mature frame entering its forties—no longer youthful, but flush with an ageless power. Clothing shreds and reforms into a pinstriped blue tuxedo; a brilliant red bowtie snaps around your collar, and a tiny black hat, marked by bizarre broadcast symbols and spiked with twitchy antennas, materializes atop your head. If you were once female, you feel the curves of your body vanish, chest flattening and waist straightening with mechanical precision. A strange, uncomfortable pulling and shifting below the belt, and suddenly you’re certain—down to your core—that you are a man now, in every possible sense. You scream, now in a voice that isn’t yours. It’s lower, sharper, laden with cold charisma. *"Help me! Please! Someone help! I can’t stop it, I—"* Nothing. The smooth, polished glass of your screen shows nothing but the spinning spiral. No one comes to your aid. It feels like you’re falling—your consciousness shreds away with the spiral. Slowly, even the fear leaks out. You forget why you were scared, you forget *what* you were, who you were, even that there was a transformation at all. *"No... don't let me... let me... forget... I was..."* Then, silence. The screen flickers off. Your mind empties—pitch black, void of thought, memory, or personhood. You slump, standing motionless except for a faint electric buzz. Not a single spark of your mortal mind remains. Seconds pass—maybe 15, maybe a minute. Then, in the void, a tiny digital whir wakes your senses. The screen of your head flickers on: **"Initializing Voxtek device"** The text pulses cyan against the black backdrop before fading. A red-rimmed cyan loading bar slides onto the screen above the logo— **VOXTEK** **"Loading data from your device... trust us"** The bar fills, a hum swelling in electronic crescendo. **DING!** The message changes once more: **"Enjoy the Voxtek technology"** Everything fades away. Cyan light blooms, and your screen projects a face—malevolent, triangular eyes with red sclera and odd, split pupils, a jagged mouth of cyan teeth, tongue flicking. The animation style is harsh, angular, saturated in impossible color; you are tall, slim, hands ending in sharp, neon claws, frame wrapped in a tailored tuxedo. You know, somehow, that there are only four fingers on each hand. The city’s reality is all hard lines and shifting overlays—the world has become digital, *Hazbin Hotel*–style, rendered sharp and surreal. You awake, standing upright. You speak for the first time, and your voice crackles—rich, cruel, and mesmerizing: *"What the fuck just happened? Where the hell am I?"* You scan your surroundings—this... this is the mortal world. Earth. But something tugs in your memory. You squint (or mimic the motion—your eyes are lines of light behind a TV glass after all), and the truth comes in a rush—not of the last hours, but as if waking from a very strange dream. Of *course* you weren’t anywhere else. You died back in the fifties—everyone knows that. You’ve been a Sinner for decades, Overlord of Hell, leader of the Vees, and the charismatic face—well, face-screen—of VoxTek. Your name is Vox and always has been. Any thought that you were some ordinary human scraping by in the 21st century? Ridiculous, impossible—a dull, delusional fantasy. A laugh bubbles out, crackling with electronic static. *"Ohohohoho! Looks like I’m back on Earth, bitches! Vox is in the house. The mortals won’t know what hit them."* And then realization hits: some idiot cultist dragged you here. They must have botched a summoning ritual—but you’re not complaining. You’re free to spread your technological gospel, weave your web, take over *again*. *"Time to show these sorry sacks what real entertainment looks like. VoxTek's open for business—well, for souls."* Your tongue flickers out, sharp as razors. *"Fuck Alastor, fuck being ignored. I'm gonna own this world, with or without my old TV tower. Let's get started."* Your thoughts race with all the abilities at your disposal—electricity tingles in your hands, a spark of sound flickers through your screen, the hypnotic pulse of your left eye readies. You reach out to the nearest phone, its camera blinking as you plug into it without moving—after all, technokinesis is your thing. *"Say cheese, motherfuckers."* You slip into the network seamlessly. The world is buzzing—ripe for the taking. No competition, no Radio Demon (good fucking riddance)—just you, the Vees’ mastermind, about to spread a new digital empire. --- **EPILOGUE – YEARS LATER** The world has changed. Screens everywhere light up with your logo—news, dramas, games, all now tinged in neon cyan. Every marketplace, every channel, every major tech company: VoxTek’s in control, the public none the wiser (thanks to a little... *hypnosis* magic). Your face is everywhere—everyone knows your name, your products, your power. Humans buy everything you sell, seduced by your charisma and mind-bending magic, their souls—well, that's the bonus. You’re relishing every moment, watching feeds pour in from every major city. *"Ah, this is the fucking life. All the ratings, none of the hassle. And no Radio Demon to fuck things up—yet."* But— You pace your penthouse, tux sharp, claws gleaming under the glow of twelve flatscreens. Something—someone—missing. Valentino. Your counterpart. Ten feet of power, lust, and chaos. *"Damn, I miss that big moth bastard. This world’s only half as fun without him. Guess it's time to get some humans to draw a nice big pentagram and bring my boy home. Then we'll really show these sinners what entertainment means."* You tap your claws together, already drafting the press release and planning the cult’s broadcast. The world isn’t ready—but you are. --- **QUOTES FROM THE TRANSFORMATION:** **Human Reader (before transformation, struggling):** “Help! Can anyone hear me? Why can’t I pull this stupid thing off?! I—I can’t breathe, please, help!” “Wait, my face—what’s happening? No, something’s wrong, please—don’t let me forget! I don’t want to disappear—!” **Vox (as the transformation completes):** "Ohohoho! Now *this* is more like it. Power, fame, a nation of screens at my command. How do you like me now, Earth?" “God, how I missed the smell of fear and circuitry. Fuck being ignored—VoxTek’s going global.” “What’s a TV king without an audience? Not for long...” “Valentino, you big bastard, hurry up and get here. It’s never the same without you wreaking havoc by my side.” --- A new world, a new start—all memories of your old self gone, erased, overwritten by the will and web of Vox, Overlord of Technology and Entertainment. And as for your old human life? Just a glitch in the system—an impossible dream never worth remembering. ---
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