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Transformation Symphony: A Journey from Innocence to Hazbin Hotel's Angel Dust


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Question: Write a transformation story of the male human reader (a boy of 8 years old) turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from an adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with age progression (from a kid's age to around 30s), height progression, reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Angel Dust is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as due to his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with four arms, Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. For Angel Dust's preference, he likes drugs, being abrasive, pranks, getting into scraps, Cooking, flirting, the color pink, money, and Italian food; however, he dislikes his own feet, losing credibility, Valentino's abuse to him, and memorizing scripts. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.

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Once upon a time, in a seemingly ordinary world, lived an 8-year-old boy named Anthony. Anthony was in many ways a typical boy. He liked action figures, bike rides, and ice cream. His saving grace was his uncanny interest in cartoons, especially the adult animated series, Hazbin Hotel. He took a particular liking to one character, Angel Dust. One day, while engrossing himself in the world of Hazbin Hotel, Anthony felt a weird tingle course through him before everything around him started to warp. His parents, two individuals lovingly gazing at him, blurred out of recognition. The world around him twisted, distorted, with the reality he once knew being reshaped into the Hellish world of Hazbin Hotel. "What's going on?" Anthony asked, his voice trembling. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months, and each passing minute saw Anthony physically growing. His once short body elongated, matching the slender feminine figure of Angel Dust. He could feel his body stretching upward to a height nearing eight feet. His smooth skin transformed into snowy fur, interspersed with light pink patches. A mirror revealed a heart pattern forming on his head and chest, matching Angel Dust’s vivid profile. He was Angel Dust in his own reflection, but inside, Anthony was still a terrified 8-year-old boy. He tried to call for his parents, but his memories, much like the world he once knew, have warped. Angel’s personality and memories began to override his own. The final step saw Anthony's mental transformation; his personality now completely replaced by that of Angel. Gone were his innocent thoughts, replaced by those of sarcasm, flirtatiousness, and a razor-sharp wit, all complemented by a distinct New York accent. Each time he opened his mouth, he found himself dropping f-bombs and toying with innuendos. He attempted to recollect his human life, his parents, but to no avail. His real childhood now felt like an illusion. He was Angel Dust, a spider demon, a sinner, and an adult actor, forever bound within the confines of Hell. His everyday attire formed itself, a pink suit-blazer, a miniskirt, long boots, and neatly placed accessories. And then, to his surprise, the additional arms manifested themselves. The boy named Anthony was no more. He was now Angel Dust, a sarcastic, flirtatious, and an enigmatic sinner of the Hazbin Hotel. Despite the overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity, there was a sense of melancholic beauty to Angel’s transformation. He learned to embrace it, understanding his newfound preference for fine living, Italian cuisine, color pink, and his own abrasive personality. As he adapted, Angel found himself accepting every part of his new identity: from his profane language, to his intimidating appearance, to the fact that he was homosexual. Even amid the cruelty of Hell, he belonged. He found comfort in this newfound reality, willing to endure Valentino's abuses and the harsh life of Hell in return for the feeling of totality. "Well, ain't this a glorious mess?" Angel thought, staring at his reflection, "Kid to a beast, yet somehow, it feels...right." The world he once reviled, now became his own. Despite everything, the boy named Anthony had faded into oblivion, but an Angel had been born. This transformation was permanent and irreversible. Anthony was the past, and Angel Dust was here to stay. The story of a child walking into a cartoon and turning into a tall, wise-cracking spider demon might be an odd one, but it was Angel's reality, and truth be told, wouldn't have it any other way. He had been reborn to face the world - his way, Angel Dust's way.

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Dec. 31, 2023, 8:06 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, December 31, 2023

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