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Moonlit Metamorphosis: A Tale of Becoming Alastor, The Radio Demon


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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a human reader being cursed and transformed at every full moon night into 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, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression (growing from a normal height to 7 feet tall), voice change, 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 him), 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 has no ability to frown due to this permanent smile). 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. His voice also sounds like it is coming from an old-fashioned vintage radio. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), 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). 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 the reader has been cursed by an evil gypsy woman to transform into a demonic creature every full moon night; however, the reader just laughs off and believes that it was just a lady doing a scary yet silly prank. Just days later, at one night, however, when the moon is full, the reader undergoes a transformation. But he/she does not transform into a werewolf as he/she initially believes/thinks by the start of the transformation, instead, the reader transforms (against his/her will) completely into Alastor the Radio Demon, in both body and mind, every full moon night (the reader tries to fight back all the changes and call for help, but to no avail), leaving the reader now completely transformed into Alastor (known as Were-Alastor due to transforming from a mortal human every full moon night). Alastor, formerly the human reader, now broadcasts throughout the mortal realm (Earth) as well as kill and feast on any mortal humans from that world every night when the moon is full. 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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The day was quiet and uneventful as you idly flipped through a calendar. With a smirk crossing your face, you couldn't help but reminisce about the incident that had happened days ago when an eccentric gypsy woman cursed you to transform into a demonic beast every full moon. You could still hear her harsh cackling as she mumbled incantations under her breath. It was madness. Just an old lady playing a trick, spouting nonsense, right? However, as the light outside your window slightly dimmed, signifying that night had begun to fall, a peculiar sensation occurred. The marked date on the calendar, the full moon, was tonight. Initially dismissing it, you felt a heavy sinking feeling in your stomach, twisting and turning. A rush of heat flushed up through your body, your skin felt like it was burning. Of course, you thought you'd transform into a werewolf or something akin to that. Little did you know, you were not destined to follow the path of a common folklore tale. Your height suddenly shot up, growing several feet in a matter of minutes. Pain surged as your body realigned and morphed, your torso becoming unnatural in thinness and structure but filled with a monstrous strength. Complete disorientation took hold as your body transitioned from average human height to tower over at 7 feet tall. Your now broad shoulders tugged at the seams of your clothing, ripping them apart while a new outfit came into existence — a red pinstripe coat that almost reached your ankles, coupled with long black dress pants sporting red cuffs. Then, a peculiar sensation nestled itself onto your face. A white hot sting shot through your teeth, only to discover they had transformed into sharp, yellow fangs, leaving a smile stretched unnaturally wide across your face. Your hair shortened drastically, taking on a pinkish-red hue with reflective black tips that reminded you of a deer’s fur in the night. Your eyes now held dark red sclerae, bright red irises and thin black pupils, showing a glint of demonic mischief that were not there before. The cherry on top, a pair of antlers sprouted from your skull, fittingly completing the macabre transformation into a demonic entity. Suddenly, it was as if a dam in your mind had been broken, memories - not your own - flooded in. Your mortal life’s experiences, memories, knowledge, loved ones, everything about you, gradually drowned and replaced entirely with imprinted memories of a past life no longer your own. A whirlwind of experiences from the 1930s, life as a radio host, a taste for strong liquor, a distinct dislike of dogs, and a sinister delight in others’ failures made you reel. You fought the changes, tried to cling desperately to your own memories, but to no avail. Alastor, the Radio Demon, had taken up residence in your body, leaving almost no room for you. As you looked into the mirror, your reflection stared back - a dapper yet ghastly image, the perfect portrayal of Alastor. The last of your human soul desperately screamed from within, pleading for release from this torment but only a jovial laughter filled the room as Alastor raised his voice, broadcasting to all over the terrestrial planes. “Fear not, my dear listeners!” Alastor’s voice echoed out, crisp and clear as if coming from an old-fashioned radio, “The Radio Demon is now back! Are you ready for tonight’s show?” This was your fate. You were now Alastor, the Radio Demon, a tormentor of souls and the prince of the airwaves. Every full moon, you would transform into this monstrous form, broadcasting through the night while hunting for human prey, filled with an insatiable desire for chaos and a deep, roaring laughter that drowned your desperate cries. Every full moon, you would forget your past life, forget being human, and become Alastor, the one who dictates the rhythm of the moonlit night.

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April 15, 2024, 2:23 a.m.

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Published: Monday, April 15, 2024

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