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Metamorphosis into Alastor: A Chilling Tale of Transformation and Identity Loss


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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a mortal human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from the adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, the same age as Alastor's exact age as Alastor, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression, voice change (the reader's voice becoming the exact same voice as Alastor's voice), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form and control this shapeshifting ability, and return back to his default self on command), tentacle creation (the ability to produce black tentacles from his back and can create tentacles from outside his body, such as summoning tentacles through a portal), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). When in his full demon form, Alastor's body grow more elongated (making him even taller, more than 10 feet tall) and with broader shoulders (although his clothes grow with him to fit this form and his limbs become longer, his neck gains extra joints, and his black antlers grow in size to become massive black antlers. In Alastor's full demon form, his sclera turn black with his pupils turn into the shape of radio dials. His suit and ends of his mouth, in his full demon form, also gain stitches along them. For his personality, Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that Alastor is getting sick and tired of seeing humans making comics, picture sequences, and stories of him turning into random characters and creatures, and his is also sick and tired of being viewed as a pure evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel (he asks the transforming reader on how would the reader like it if the reader was the one transforming) before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his completely identical clone in both the body and the mind. The transformed reader is unable to stop smiling (he/she has a permanent smile against his/her will), with the reader trying to frown or push his/her mouth to the opposite emotions aside from smiling with his/her own fingers, but to no avail. During the transformation (and before his/her memories and personality are replaced with Alastor's memories and personality), the reader is horrified, hoping that everything that was happening was just a bad dream/nightmare and hoping to wake up, but sadly, this is all happening for real. Despite the reader's efforts, the reader is unable to fend off the new personality and memories, thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and the transformation is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. 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).

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You've always enjoyed the fantastical and the unusual. You've dedicated countless hours to consuming all forms of media that twist reality into a delightful knot of impossible wonders. Cartoon shows, fantasy novels, role-playing games, even independent artist’s sketches on platforms like Instagram and Deviantart, have been your escape from the monotonous everyday life. Hazbin Hotel, an adult animation series about a hotel in Hell, is one of your favorite shows. Throughout your viewing, you found yourself captivated by the enigmatic charmer from the other side, Alastor, the Radio Demon. All his complexities, nuances, his somewhat tragically humorous history captivated you immensely. You weren't quite sure why. But he, like the show, represented a creature from a world that was much more intriguing than yours. One day, while consuming fan art of Alastor on your laptop, you felt a sudden jolt. It felt as if reality shifted before your eyes, and you felt inexplicably woozy. Shaking your head to clear the disorientation, you looked up from your screen to meet the bemused smile of... Alastor. “What the devil?” Your words came out in a stutter, less from fear and more from the distinct foreignness of the situation at hand. “Greetings! I hope my sudden intrusion didn't shake you up too much,” said Alastor, maintaining an eerily accommodating tone. Panic set in, heart pulsating in this too-real dream. He explained his frustration of seeing humans constantly morphing him into other forms, his tiredness of always being perceived as a demonic monster in their stories and art. His incredulous monologue culminated at the stark realization. He was going to turn you into... him. He said this as coolly as one might discuss the weather. Before you could react or run, Alastor pointed his cane at you and discharged a wave of magic. For each passing second, you felt your body twitch and contort in various ways. Kickstarting with a tingling sensation running across your skin which then turned beige, the transformation began. Suddenly, you felt yourself elongating, your body stretching unnaturally, compacting at places and expanding at others. A gasp strangled in your throat as your frame adjusted to a new height. Your hands and feet now morphed into the grey tinted hooves and claws that you've drawn so many times before. A look down confirmed you were in a nicely tailored red pinstriped suit, like Alastor’s signature outfit. Then a pang of discomfort as hair sprouted from your head, the tangled thickness that was by now a physical proclamation of your changing identity. Your body changes, astonishing as they were, didn’t prepare you for the successive transformations. Your throat reverberating as your voice shifted to mimic Alastor's creeping baritone. Your fingertips burned as you felt supernatural powers seep into you, all known to be in Alastor’s arsenal. Power surged through you, your body humming with newfound potential. A bizarre sensation overtook as your sight blurred and refocused, your vision sharper now, even through the newfound monocle on your right eye. However, the most remarkable transformation was your mind. Your old memories started to fade away and Alastor's memories filled their vacant spots. They felt alien yet familiar, like long-forgotten stories coming back to life, a foolish grin forever etched onto your face, cornering at your eyes. The sincerest form of frown you could muster looked eerily jovial. In your mental agony, you pushed down on your lips, hoping to dim their enthusiasm. To no avail. Memories and persona residing within screamed against the intrusion, squirming in your blood, screeching, begging for mercy. But the invading force was relentless, quelling any resistance with ruthless dominance, conforming you to its will. Gradually, your struggle numbed. You ruefully acknowledged the stark reality of your situation. Hazbin Hotel wasn’t a fictional escape anymore. You were Alastor. How would you feel, stuck in your actions, thoughts, and desires, forever changed? Your last lingering thought before the complete mental overhaul was...”Wasn’t this just a TV show?” Alastor, in all of his charm, letting a chuckle escape, said," wherever did you get that idea, dear sibling?"

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April 17, 2024, 7:17 p.m.

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Published: Wednesday, April 17, 2024

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