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"Transcending Mortality: The Unforgettable Transformation into a Son of Lucifer Morningstar"

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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male teenage or young adult human reader (between 5.2 and 6 feet tall) turning into a son of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adult 2D-animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with clothes change, age change, height change, voice change (the reader's voice changing to fit with the Morningstar bloodline, similar to but not identical to Lucifer's voice, albeit in a somewhat younger voice), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced by a new personality and new memories of being part of the royal Morningstar family, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him completely forget about his past mortal human self and only remember being a similar, possibly almost identical son to Lucifer Morningstar). For the reader's new self (now a fallen angel rather than a normal and mortal human), he is either about the same height as his former self or slightly shorter than Lucifer Morningstar, he now has an unnaturally-slender body (having very thin yet strong muscles and no body fat) with a literally pure white skin. The reader in this form has blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, a mouth full of sharp white teeth (not just the canine teeth being sharp, but all his teeth have also become sharp teeth), a large rosy-red circle on each cheek, and large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils and light purple eyelids, like Lucifer, who is his new dad. The reader in his fallen angel form has no nose or ears, also just like Lucifer. Also, (if the human reader had any) the reader in the fallen angel form does not have any beard, mustache, sideburns, nor stubble, just has Lucifer doesn't have any. The reader, now a son of Lucifer Morningstar, wears a similar outfit to his newfound father (Lucifer). For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance, he has pure white skin, blonde hair (which is short-cut and is slicked-back with one tuft sticking out), thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being older than Earth itself and Lucifer being immortal). He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes (which do not have irises) are light yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are light purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. Lucifer's white-red clothing is somewhat like a circus ringmaster; he wears a wide-brimmed white top hat with a golden snake and a red apple over golden spikes which resemble a crown, and a red-lined and red-trimmed white popped-collared tailcoat suit with several golden buttons - his coat worn over a light red-and-white striped dress-shirt with two golden buttons and a small, accessorized black bowtie. He also wears a pair of long white poofy pants tucked under a set of heeled black knee-high boots, and black leather gloves which covers the majority of his hands. On his left pinkie, he sports a golden ring which is presumably his wedding ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. As a fallen angel, he possesses three pairs of white wings with red feathers, which he can materialize and extend from his coat. He is shorter than his daughter, Charlie, and his wife, Lilith. Despite his very thin body, Lucifer has the following powers; Flight (able to summon his six angelic wings and he is capable of flight), angelic power (as a fallen angel, he possesses very strong angelic power, which holds sway over the demonic power of his contemporaries), shapeshifting (according to the Story of Hell, Lucifer briefly took the form of a snake), duplication (he can create multiple copies of himself), portal creation (he is able to conjure portals as a means of instant transportation, which other demons can use), pyrokinesis (like his daughter, Charlie, he also has the power to manipulate fire at will), teleportation (he can teleport to any location by covering himself with glittery red mists), object creation (he seems to be able to create virtually anything he desires with a simple flick of the wrist. This includes but is not limited to clothing, puppets, instruments, large fountains of champagne, and mountains of caviar), and liquid manipulation (he is capable of carrying, manipulate, and throw yellow-colored liquid). He also has musical talent (similar to his daughter Charlie, Lucifer partakes in singing), instrumental talent (he's known to be quite a skilled in various instruments, including being a very skilled fiddle player; Lucifer also can play an accordion to a minor degree), and great craftsmanship (Lucifer spends his time making rubber ducks with various gimmicks such as flipping backwards and spitting fire) Here's Lucifer's personality; despite his status as the ruler of all of Hell, Lucifer possesses a grandiose and dramatic nature, acting very over-the-top in most situations. He often switches between being silly and theatrical to awkward and melancholic. Like Charlie, Lucifer is ambitious in what he believes in. According to the storybook that Charlie read in "Overture", Lucifer was an idealistic dreamer whose accidental creation of Hell and subsequent banishment to it caused him to give up his dreams. After he and Lilith separated, Lucifer went into isolation and fell into a depression. He coped by crafting and hoarding tons of rubber ducks, spending years in his home. This obsession also caused him to become estranged from his daughter, to the point where he barely calls Charlie at all. As a father, he falls short of expectations. Although he loves Charlie dearly, he seems to be preoccupied with his own problems. He seldom calls Charlie, and when he does, it's usually because he's bored or needs something. When Charlie reached out to him for help in setting up a meeting with Heaven, he was thrilled to hear from her. However, he couldn't recall where she was or what she was doing, even though she had shared her passion project, the Hazbin Hotel, with him months ago. He also wasn't aware that Charlie was dating someone, or that she was attracted to women. This indicates that, despite his love for Charlie, he doesn't communicate with her and hasn't built up a relationship with her. Although, it was shown that Lucifer was much closer to Charlie in her childhood, only becoming more distant in Charlie’s adulthood. While he is the King of Hell, Lucifer hardly rules over his subjects and leaves them to their own devices. Lucifer dislikes the Sinners of Hell and describes them as "violent, destructive psychopaths, hellbent on causing as much pain and destruction as possible". According to him, they are all "the worst" and he does not believe they can be redeemed and he cares little for what happens to them. Despite his disapproval of sinners, Lucifer hints that he regrets his role in ever giving them free will due to what they had done with it and the consequences that came from this. On the other hand, Lucifer had arranged for a pardon of Hellborn demons with Heaven, ensuring that the Hellborn races and thus the other six rings of Hell, are untouched by the Exorcists during the yearly Exterminations. Although he understands his daughter's interest in rehabilitating Sinners, Lucifer is cynical about the idea of trying to save any of them, as he attempted to redeem sinners in the past, stating that Charlie doesn't know when he tried this all before, and that his dreams were too hard to defend. Since Heaven was so unwilling to listen to him in the past, he does not want Charlie to go through the same thing. However, she still manages to convince him to arrange a meeting in Heaven for her and Vaggie, which helps Lucifer regain faith in her plans. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. Here are Lucifer's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves his daughter Charlie (he even supports his daughter), the reader in his transformed fallen angel state (even supporting the now-fallen-angel reader), circus imagery, singing, caramel apples, musical instruments, girls, polka music, and rubber ducks, however he dislikes sinners demons (including having given sinners a chance), Alastor the Radio Demon, Heaven's rules (especially Heaven's hypocrisy), the Hazbin Hotel's name (including the Hazbin Hotel's bar), someone teasing about his short height, and his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) getting in harm's way. The story is that Lucifer Morningstar is lonely without having his wife or daughter around in his home, and he wanted a second child (more specifically, a son) aside from his daughter (Charlie) of his own to help him not be so depressed from his loneliness, so Lucifer (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent the reader to the world of Hazbin Hotel (thus also making the reader 2D-animated and having the same art style as every other Hazbin Hotel character) before using his supernatural powers on the reader to turn the reader into his very own son in both body and mind (against the reader's will), complete with the same immortality and supernatural powers as Lucifer himself. During either the physical or mental transformation, the reader is horrified, hoping that everything that was happening to him (as well as having Lucifer Morningstar and the Hazbin Hotel universe existing) was just a bad dream and hoping to wake up (possibly by either closing eyes, slapping his own face, shaking his head, pinching himself, and/or by calling out for help from his human family/friends) to get out of this nightmare, but sadly for the reader, this is not a dream and it is all happening for real (with Lucifer letting the transforming reader know this is not a dream and is all real, even stating it was the reader's old mortal human life that was all just a dream instead). Despite the reader's efforts, he is unable to fend off the new personality and memories (completely removing his human memories, making him believe that he has always been a fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, the transformed reader being given a new name that fits with his new life, and is happy about his new life living with his new dad), thus permanently and completely turning the reader into Lucifer's son. 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're 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 ScoobyYogis

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Before today, you lived under the notion that your existence was undeniably mundane; a routine of birth, youth, and adulthood, wrapped in a package of human fragility. You could never have fathomed the turn your life was about to take. Sitting idly on the couch, scrolling aimlessly on your smartphone, a sudden gust of wind and a violent flare of red light abruptly filled your otherwise ordinary living room. An unexpected guest had paid you a visit, none other than Lucifer Morningstar, a character from the 2D animated series, Hazbin Hotel. You found your mind wrestling with a string of unanswerable questions. Is this real? Is this an effect of slumping into sleep or mere figments of your imagination? "I assure you lad, this is not a reverie," He chuckled, light shining in his eyes, half shaded by his top hat. "I’ve come to make you an offer you can't resist." The infamous 'King of Hell', a peculiar entity composed of pure white skin and charismatic charm, procured a chilling proposition. "I've been in rather low spirits lately, missing my daughter, my wife... and I've been yearning a companion, a son of my own blood." The smile that appeared on his face vanished as quickly as it came. He meant business. "I am to transform you," he continued, "into the perfect son for a king. A prince of Hell, just like me. There'll be some... changes, of course. But at the end of it all, you'll be far stronger, far mightier than your current human self." Horror filled your senses as he extended his palm towards you, a surge of energy emerging from it. A faint laughter echoed in the room, originating from Lucifer himself. Despite your frantic cries for help, no sound came out of your mouth. Your pleas for escape were silenced, drowned out by the potent surge of transformation ripping through your body. The first change was a startling one, an unbelievable height transformation. You found yourself growing a bit taller, or at least it felt that way. The next to follow was your skin's transformation. It faded from its usual hue to a striking solid white, shining bright under the dim lighting of the room. A sudden frailness filled your form. Your once athletic build morphed into an otherworldly thin physique, starting with your arms turning unusually slender, your legs following in quick succession. Mirrors scattered around the room reflected back what you could barely recognize as you; a newly-formed, eerily slender entity. Betraying the sudden frailness of your physique, a wave of wellspring strength rushed within your veins, now visible through the immaculate white complexion of your skin. Eyeing the mirror once more, you found your hair now a shade of blonde, slicked back with a wave of casual coolness. Unsettling changes were yet to come, as your vision blurred then suddenly cleared to an alarming sharpness, slits streaking down the center of your now irises. There was an unnatural blackness that filled your mouth, your teeth sharpening into deadly pointed rows. Your new body continued reshaping itself, taking form bit by bit echoing the appearance of 'The King of Hell.' You spotted a pair of black trousers appearing around your waist, the fabric fading into the darkness of your surroundings. A waistcoat followed, then a tailcoat emerged, pulling itself around your slender form. Completing the ensemble, a dazzling top hat adorned your newly minted blonde locks. With every second that passed, reality seemed to drift further away, replaced by a bizarre farce you couldn't wake up from. You could barely recognize yourself, taking on a new form, a new identity, all at the whim of the king. His laughter sounded off again - joyful, triumphant. "Ah, my boy!" He praised, eyeing you up and down with an approving gaze. "Already you’re looking the part! But there's one more thing left to change..." You froze, dreading the coming finale, your human consciousness reduced to a sliver. Whispers crept into your mind, distant chatter, soon morphing into a cacophony of memories, thoughts, and emotions that weren't yours. Unseen walls crumbled, revealing the quirky grandiosity of Lucifer's own personality, seeping in, replacing your own. No matter how much you fought, how hard you tried to hold on to the fragments of your former self, everything was wiped clean, replaced by the memories of your new life. Your resistance faltered under the invasive onslaught, your personality was stripped away, your name replaced with a new one. No longer were you a mere human, but a fallen angel, a son of Lucifer Morningstar. Waking from what seemed an eternal struggle, you found yourself standing tall, luxuriating in the fit of your new suit. Looking at Lucifer, you acknowledged him, not with fear, but with an odd fondness. Your voice, no longer your own, echoed through the room, calm, soothing yet powerful,almost mirroring that of your newfound father. "Father," you called him for the first time. "Let's explore Hell together, shall we?" And so it was, an unassuming human forever transformed into a prince of Hell, a son of Lucifer. Despite the initial reluctance, you found yourself embracing this new existence. You had no memory of the human you once were, only a remembrance of being the rightful heir of Hell. The echoes of laughter filled the hall, the scent of fresh apple lingering in the air, you and Lucifer envisioned a future that had just begun.

Answered by gpt-4

Feb. 1, 2024, 10:48 p.m.

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Published: Thursday, February 1, 2024

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