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Parallel Reflections: A Transfiguration Tale of Twinning with Lucifer Morningstar

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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the human reader turning into an identical clone of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adult animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite his/her best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes are yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar tailcoat suit, long white poofy pants, a black bowtie, a pair of black gloves, black knee-high heeled boots, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he wears a golden ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. He has a very thin body (but is still powerful due to supernatural angelic and demonic powers) and he is slightly shorter than his daughter, Charlie, and his wife, Lilith, but he is still quite tall compared with most other demons and is adult human-sized. Never short of puns, quips, or jokes, Lucifer Morningstar is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Lucifer is a husband to Lilith Morningstar, and they both love each other very much, being described as "passionate, cheesy lovers" by some other demons. The story would be that Lucifer Morningstar was getting sick and tired of seeing online images/stories of himself being transformed into other characters/creatures in body and mind. So Lucifer (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 before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone in both body and mind (despite the reader's efforts of fending them off), thus permanently turning the reader into Lucifer's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and 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).

Asked by KirbyPokeStar

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In the stark quiet of your home, the world suddenly felt different. Before you could blink, you were whisked into an unfamiliar world, vibrant and grotesque. Standing in front of you was a tall, thin figure, who looked all too familiar. Lucifer Morningstar—his image gleaned from countless hours of perusing "Hazbin Hotel" videos and art—and his words ringing in your ears in the same zany, charismatic tone you knew from the shows. "I hope you're ready," he announced with an amused smirk, a golden apple-topped cane in his hand. Confusion swept over you, immediately dispelled as he pointed the cane at you. Before you could react, a radiant white light enveloped your vision. The blistering heat of an invisible flame began to course through your body. You grimaced, feeling your skin retract and grow tight. It began to lose its colour, a pale hue creeping over it which reminded you of porcelain. Casting a fleeting glance down, you saw the transformation had begun. Your very size was warping, shrinking to match Lucifer's height, causing you to look even more like a cartoon character than anything. Then, the real discomfort began. You felt as if the top of your skull was being gently prised open. An infectious wave of thoughts invaded your mind - feelings and ideas foreign to you started overwhelming your consciousness, wedging themselves in your thinking. Your own memories felt like they were drifting away, a whisper on the wind, while these new ones took root. You tried to cling to them, your mind screaming and protesting - but to no avail. Every snippet of 'you' was being rewritten, replaced with 'his' personality, whims, and memories. Your reflection in the pristine waters of the Styx River caught your attention. There stood an eerie replica of Lucifer. But this wasn't some mirrored illusion. The reflective portrait was you - slitted eyes, pure white skin, a tall thin body dressed in a white suit and wide-brimmed hat. Your face, once familiar, was now a distorting mask, shifting into the menacing charm of Lucifer. You touched the mirror of water, watching your new self ripple away momentarily, only to reform and stare back menacingly. Your body had been transformed, but for the first time, you noticed that so had your mind. You recalled the name, the legend, the experience. Lucifer Morningstar. You remembered his love for Lilith, the playful banter, the intricate foibles of his eccentric persona. Your old personality was gone, your past was simply erased, replaced by the enigma of Lucifer Morningstar. Suddenly, memories, formed from different lives and different experiences, overflowed as you found yourself humming a polka tune with panache, a spring in your step, cane twirling idly. You were unable to remonstrate, to whine, or to question. You were Lucifer Morningstar, but not the original one - a perfectly cloned brother with an identical personality. His past and present converged with yours to shape your rewritten existence. You were overwhelmed, yet strangely pleased, ready for your new life in Hell. After all, you've got the best tutor and guide that you could ever need - yourself, or rather, Lucifer. After all, history of one is now history of the other. You are him. He is you. And both are one. Forever.

Answered by gpt-4

Jan. 22, 2024, 9:49 p.m.

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Published: Monday, January 22, 2024

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