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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into a son of Lucifer Morningstar and a brother to Charlie Morningstar (both from the Hazbin Hotel series made by VivziePop), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), body change, clothes change, age change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being replaced by a personality and memories, making the reader believe that he was always part of the Morningstar family and he couldn't remember that he was a normal human). The reason for this change would be that Lucifer himself wanted a son for himself and his daughter Charlie, so he comes to the reader's mortal world and, against the reader's will, transforms the reader with supernatural powers.
You wake up groggy, head spinning, the echo of a distant music playing mockingly in your ear. As a human, a typical day would begin with stretching out the kinks from your sleep, struggling to pry your eyes open, and stumbling mindlessly towards your daily mug of coffee. But this... this isn’t the typical day. Suddenly, you are aware that something about you feels completely different. Something shifts inside you, as if your very core is being rewritten, recoded. The first thing you notice is the weight. Nearly half of it is gone. You flex your limbs, almost surprised by how easy it feels. You're no longer hindered by the weight of the world or by the troubles in your mind. Your legs, previously soft, are now lean and strong. You wiggle your toes only to look down and see a pair of hand-tailored shoes. Instead of your usual outfit, you're wearing a pair of perfectly tailored trousers and a crisp shirt under a dark suit jacket. Clothes that you could never afford as a human. They seem to fit you like a second skin, form fitting and sleek. There’s a ringing in your ears, growing stronger. You reach up in irritation only to feel something pointed brushing against your palm. In shock, you glance at your reflection in a nearby mirror. Two jagged horns protrude from your head, twining elegantly with your starkly white hair. No, not hair. Feather. Just like... Just like Father. You step closer, taking in your drastically altered features. Your face is sharp, angular yet somehow charming. Your eyes... instead of your mundane human hues, violet irises stare back at you. You blink, and long, luxurious lashes cast shadows over your high cheekbones. Gender. Your human senses might be confused, but you... you are proud. You are strong. You are male. Yes. Male. And not just any. You are the son of Lucifer Morningstar, the right-hand man to your sister — Charlie Morningstar. Mind swirling, you force your thoughts to align. This isn’t unusual. This is normal. It feels natural. You always lived, always belonged in Hell. The mortal world? A distant, blurred memory, like a dream birthed from too much absinthe. You are, and have always been, a part of the Morningstar family. In your mind echoes a voice, deep and resonant, as your father, Lucifer Morningstar. “Welcome home, my son." Now, encased in your new identity, memories come flooding. You sense an array of different emotions - joy, pride, a touch of fear, respect for your Father, love for your sister. Your human life feels like a movie watched long ago. Your mind replaces your meek human personality with a new one - confident yet charming, witty yet cunning. Lucifer's son. It suits you, fills up the corners of your mind. Even though you leave behind your human memories, you feel a certain level of comfort. It’s almost as if you've slipped into a role you were biologically built for — born to sequence, moulded into perfection by the King of Hell himself. The son of Lucifer Morningstar. The brother of Charlie. Yes… that is who you are, who you always were. Welcome to the family, son.
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