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"The Transformation of Dylan The Dylanus: Embracing the Eternal Darkness of Alastor the Radio Demon"


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Question: Write a transformation story of Dylan The Dylanus (an original character made by the Deviantart user Dylan613) being cursed and transformed at every full moon night into Alastor (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (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 4.9 feet tall to 7 feet tall), voice change, and mind/mental change (with Dylan's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite his best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him completely forget about his past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Dylan's appearance, he is a 4.9 foot tall, 15 year old boy who has a lean build for his size, tan skin, medium-length brown hair (that reaches his chin, although not covering his face at all), and has green irises. He wears a dark blue hoodie, a lighter blue t-shirt underneath, and cyan wear jeans. He also has white socks underneath his black tennis shoes, which have an x-shaped gray marking on each of his shoes' tongue. Dylan is a kind, considerate, smart, and understanding character, who is a love interest to Emma (his girlfriend) and is playful around his slightly older, smarter brother Black. Despite his small frame and being a teen, he goes in the way to protect his homeland against various villains and monsters (always successful, even if some are more difficult than others). Despite these traits, he does have some flaws, such as his intolerance to swearing (which aren't present in his homeland), being quite weak without superpowers (which he actually does not have and only obtains them when using special devices), and has fear of vampires and demons alike since he views them as nothing more than pure evil monsters. For Alastor's appearance (after Dylan 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 Dylan has been cursed by an evil gypsy woman to transform into a demonic creature every full moon night; however, Dylan 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, Dylan undergoes a transformation. But he does not transform into a werewolf as he initially believes/thinks by the start of the transformation, instead, Dylan transforms (against his/her will) completely into Alastor the Radio Demon, in both body and mind, every full moon night (Dylan tries to fight back all the changes and call for help from his brother Black and his girlfriend Emma, but to no avail), leaving Dylan now completely transformed into Alastor (known to himself and the terrified humans as "Were-Alastor" or "WereAlastor" (which Alastor also likes to call himself every full moon night after transforming from a mortal boy, even claiming to scared mortal humans that he is "Were-Alastor" or "WereAlastor") due to transforming from a mortal boy every full moon night). Alastor, formerly Dylan, now broadcasts throughout the mortal realm (Earth) as well as kill and feast on any mortal humans and their souls from the mortal world every night on Earth 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.

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Part 1: Dylan, a caring and considerate young teen known for his heroism, found himself in an encounter with a gypsy. It was a serene yet disquieting evening when the crone pointed her bony finger at him, eyes filled with hatred. "I curse you, Dylan! Every full moon you shall transform, not into a mythological creature of fur and fangs, but into a creature of unimaginable dread, a demon known as Alastor!" Dylan, characteristically, chuckled it off, considering it a mere piece of theatrics from an old harridan. He had always been naturally brave, unbothered by ominous figures. Wait until he discovered how this one encounter would reverse his life. Days passed in his peaceful world, filled with school, spending time with his girlfriend, Emma, and his older brother, Black. Until one full moon, Dylan felt an excruciating pain ripple through his body. He dropped to his knees, his body contorting in forms he never thought possible. "Dylan?" Black's horrified voice echoed in his ears but it felt worlds away. His younger brother was transforming before his very eyes. The intense colors of his hoodie and shirt faded until they were the deep hues of a disturbing red and black suit. His average height stretched, the ground slipping away under his feet as he grew to tower over Black's 6 feet frame. His screams rang through night as his medium-length brown hair turned a deep red and rose into an angled bob cut with the tips turning starkly dark. His face, once tan and youthful, aged to a man in his 30s-40s, his skin growing fair. Two small black antlers sprouted from his head, a disturbing grin stretching across his face, revealing sharp, yellow teeth. "No..." Dylan's voice collided with a deep, robust voice that seemed to have followed the tunes of an ancient radio. His eyes flitted to his family, Emma having joined Black's side, their eyes wide and filled with fear. "", he rasped out, his rich baritone voice now a haunting echo in the night. Suddenly, his body froze and he falls to his knees as his mind was racked with foreign memories. Laughter from the pleasure of other's misfortunes, an exhilarating sense of superiority, and the taste of venison after a successful hunt flooded his brain. His mind filled with an uncanny amount of knowledge from the 1930s, jazz music, comic strips, and the history of the stock market. But there was more — old radio scripts, broadcasts, lines from plays, and dance routines which he had never before seen. He tried to shove them aside, to reach for his memories of playing with his brother, the sweet moments with Emma, but they slipped away. "Dylan!" Emma's fearful call pulled him back to the reality. But Dylan was no longer there. With the malevolent grin still on his face, the transformed Dylan stood, an aura of sheer dominance and power oozing from him. "Oh, I'm afraid Dylan is no longer. You may refer to me as Alastor... or, perhaps more fitting given the circumstances, Were-Alastor!" He took in the terrified expressions on Emma and Black's faces with delight. Part 2: The full moon continued to shine on the new-born Alastor who was now left to his devices. He reveled in his newfound essence. He moved through the fields with an uncanny elegance which Dylan didn't possess; always standing tall, commanding respect and fear from those who dared to look upon him. His eyes were constantly amused as he watched the chaos unfold around him, an orchestra of screams and sheer pandemonium resonating in the otherwise silent night. The power he felt surge within him was truly a spectacle to behold. With a flick of his wrist, a small orb of fire danced on his palms. A small amount of amusement flickered in his irises as the flames reflected off them. He laughed, a chortle echoing dryly around him, bouncing off the frightened faces that dared to sneak a peek at him. "Oh, the beauty of reckoning!" He declared, relishing the sight of terrorized mortals under his reign. His transformation was complete. Dylan was no more. Alastor rules the night, a demon confined to Hell but released on Earth under the full moon's glow. His presence sent shivers down every creature's spine — evil, daunting, and powerful. As the moon sunk and the sun rose, Alastor walked back, leaving chaos in his wake, his laughter echoing as the daylight reclaimed its reign. But they knew, he would return every full moon and the terror will start anew. But somewhere within him, Dylan wept, a simple boy caught in a cycle of transformation he never asked for. The echo of a life once known drowned in the cacophony of Alastor’s laughter, hidden behind the fearsome demonic presence that was Were-Alastor.

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April 17, 2024, 1:38 a.m.

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Published: Wednesday, April 17, 2024

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