"Human in Hell: Journey of Curiosity, Guilt, and Redemption in Hazbin Hotel"
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You remember finding the glistening gem—a gleaming Asmodean Crystal that seemed to shimmer with an eerie allure. You couldn't resist the pull of curiosity and, against your better judgment, decided to test it out. The moment your fingers brushed against its surface, a portal tore open in front of you, revealing an entrance that seemed more nightmarish than fantastical. With a deep breath, you step through, driven by sheer curiosity and a sense of adventure, into what turns out to be Hell itself.
Upon entering Hell, your feet bring you to the steps of a standing, seemingly well-kept building—the Hazbin Hotel. You glance around; no staff, no guests in sight. Your stomach growls, reminding you how hungry and thirsty you are. Finding the lounge area, you spot an array of food and drinks. Surely, no one would mind if you helped yourself, right?
After quenching your thirst and satiating your hunger, you hear a noise. Flitting fingers in quick decision, you find a spot to hide, taking cover before any of the occupants stumble upon you. You listen, ears tuned to the sounds of the hotel. That's when you hear them:
"Who the f*** ate my snacks?!" Angel Dust's voice is unmistakable, an unholy mixture of velvety tone and sharp irritation.
"I don't know, Angel, but it was f***ing mine," Husk growls back, sounding equally irate.
"It's probably one of your damn friends," Vaggie shoots back, and her tone could cut glass.
You can't help but quietly snicker from your hiding spot. Despite a twinge of guilt, their indignation is undeniably funny. Venturing out only when the coast clears, you explore more of the hotel, trying to avoid being seen by Charlie Morningstar, the ever-exuberant founder, and her demonic staff.
Eventually, the inevitable happens. Nature calls, and you find a restroom. Silent as the grave, you do your business and flush. The smell lingers, no matter how hard you wish it away. You slip out just before someone steps in.
"Oh my gosh, what is that hideous smell?!" Niffty's high-pitched voice cuts through the air, trembling with exasperation.
"Ugh, it smells like someone died in there," Vaggie grumbles.
"Probably f***in' did," Husk gripes, utterly disgusted.
Once again, you find yourself having to restrain a laugh. The situation from an outsider’s perspective is just too comically tragic—yet, simmering guilt pools in your gut. Despite the adventure, it’s time to devise your exit strategy. Crawling into obscure corners, you manage to elude detection day after day, unable to shake the looming dread of discovery.
Your luck, though, isn't limitless. After days of evasion, you dash frantically behind a large fern, only to find yourself face-to-symbol-covered-face with Niffty. Her single eye widens to impossible proportions.
"EEEEEEE!!!" she screeches in excitement, hopping up and down.
Moments later, the entire hotel staff knows about "the human among us." Panic sets in, and you bolt, ducking through halls and doors, trying frantically to escape detection. Hours, maybe days pass before your worst fear materializes.
"There you are!" Alastor's voice slices through the air, dripping with mirth and the promise of violence. His eyes gleam dangerously, and he waves a hand lazily. Before you can react, he is upon you, and the world dissolves in a haze of agony and terror. Blood, so much blood... darkness envelops you.
You wake with a start in Pentagram City, your heart racing. Checking yourself over, you find monstrous changes—sinner demon changes. Consumed by fear and remorse, you set your eyes once again on the Hazbin Hotel, but this time for redemption. You enter carefully, and your arrival is noticed by Charlie Morningstar who greets you with a warm smile.
"Welcome! Here to redeem yourself?" she asks, her tone hopeful.
You nod vigorously, and your journey begins. Socializing with other demons, you show genuine effort to reform, even sharing candid laughs this time around. Slowly, acceptance blossoms within you, nurturing the hope that one day, you’ll find yourself moving onward, skyward, to a place where angels reside and atonement is complete.
In this new chapter of your existence, Hell seems a little less intimidating, and redemption more than a fleeting dream.
This story was generated by user JesterImps2 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
AI Prompts
Prompt: Write the POV story of the human, who finds the Asmodean Crystal (which Blitzo (an imp from an adults cartoon/animated series Helluva Boss) accidentally dropped one of them during his mission with the other crewmembers of I.M.P. including Moxxie, Millie, and Loona) and decided, out of innocent curiosity, to test out the Asmodean Crystal to see what happens. The portal to Hell then opens to reveals the entrance to the Hazbin Hotel (from the namesake adults cartoon/animated series "Hazbin Hotel"), and the human (with no ill intent and with pure curiosity) enters the portal and into Hell before he/she goes through the hotel's entrance doors without the hotel's staff or guests/clients/patrons knowing. The human finds food and drinks in the hotel's lounge room and consumes some of them (he wrongly believes no one will mind this), since he/she is both hungry and thirsty (he/she needs food and something to drink). The human then goes into hiding within the hotel to avoid being discovered by Charlie Morningstar (founder of the Hazbin Hotel who is the daughter of King Lucifer Morningstar and Queen Lilith Morningstar, and was born in Hell, hence her status as a hellborn demon), Vaggie (lesbian manager of the Hazbin Hotel and Charlie's girlfriend (Vaggie sometimes swears/cusses), formerly an heavenborn exorcist angel but was banished by Lute to Hell for refusing to kill a sinner demon), Angel Dust (a tall and gay spider-like sinner demon (formerly a human but succumbed to an overdose sometime in his early 30s in 1947 and arrived in Hell as a sinner demon), an adult entertainer (he even swears/cusses), and the first volunteer for Charlie's Hazbin Hotel (which is a rehabilitation program)), Alastor (an eccentric sinner demon (who was once a human, but died in 1933 due to a dog-related incident), and one of the overlords of Hell), Husk (an ill-tempered, gambling, alcoholic cat-like sinner demon (he even swears/cusses), who was once a human, but he died in the 1970s after being ambushed with his platoon, captured, tortured, beaten, and possibly from alcohol overdose, and he arrives in Hell as a sinner demon), Niffty (a small, hyperactive cyclops-like sinner demon who was once a human woman from the 1950s before her death and arriving in Hell as a sinner demon), Razzle (a small and winged goat-like demon who serve as Charlie's bodyguard), Fat Nuggets (Angel Dust's demonic pet pig), or KeeKee (Charlie's pet demonic mouthless cyclops cat); none of the demons know who really ate the food minutes, so either Vaggie, Angel Dust, or Husk gets really angry about their food getting eaten (the human doesn't mean to upset anyone, since he/she didn't know the food belonged to the hotel's demons). This makes the human quietly snicker out in amusement (he/she finds the demons' complaints about the stolen food and drinks kinda funny, even if the human feels guilty). The human then felt like he/she had to pee/poop, so he/she also uses one of the hotel's restrooms to get rid of his/her pee and poop, while he/she also does not get caught by the demons; the demons (mainly Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Husk, but Niffty also is grossed out by the smell) smell the nasty odor, which the human doesn't find too bad unlike the demons, and just like how these demons complained about their food and drinks being eaten earlier, these demons complain about that awful smell coming from the restroom (despite the human having already flushed the toilet, the smell still lingers), while they do not know it was the human who made that smell. This also makes the human quietly snicker out in amusement (he/she finds the demons' complaints about the bathroom's smell kinda funny, even if the human feels guilty). However, while the human's secrecy in the Hazbin Hotel has lasted for a long while (either for several days or weeks, despite causing the restroom's smell and the food and drinks being consumed by the human himself/herself), is then discovered by one of the Hazbin Hotel's occupants, discovered by either Niffty (who would then smile/grin and scream out of excitement to let the other demons know), Razzle (who is completely silent, but will still let the other demons know even without speech), or one of the hotel's pets (Fat Nuggets or KeeKee), leading to rumors of a human inhabiting the hotel among the demons. Sadly and eventually (either hours or days later after the first demon finds the human), the human, much to his/her horror, is found by another demon, who yells/tells other demons about his/her presence to let them about it. The demons then surround the human before one of them (most likely Alastor) brutally kills the human (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) or cannibalism (devouring/eating the human). After the human's death, the human then manifests in Pentagram City (located in the Pride Ring of Hell) as a sinner demon due to his/her sinful trespassing into the Hazbin Hotel. Later, the sinner demon (formerly the human himself/herself) wants to be rehabilitated (in short, redeemed) so he/she could hopefully one day be accepted by Heaven and manifest in Heaven as a saint angel (which are unlike heavenborn angels, which were always born angels, the saint angels were once humans before they died), so the sinner demon (formerly the human himself/herself) enters the Hazbin Hotel and is welcomed by Charlie Morningstar, and the sinner demon (formerly the human himself/herself) starts trying to redeem himself/herself and socializes with the Hazbin Hotel's other clients/patrons in a healthy/positive and non-sinful manner, in hopes that one day he/she will be redeemed. There should also be quotes (including swear words such as, but not limited to f-bombs, coming from Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Husk) 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 human reader (you, your, etc).
Response: You remember finding the glistening gem—a gleaming Asmodean Crystal that seemed to shimmer with an eerie allure. You couldn't resist the pull of curiosity and, against your better judgment, decided to test it out. The moment your fingers brushed against its surface, a portal tore open in front of you, revealing an entrance that seemed more nightmarish than fantastical. With a deep breath, you step through, driven by sheer curiosity and a sense of adventure, into what turns out to be Hell itself. Upon entering Hell, your feet bring you to the steps of a standing, seemingly well-kept building—the Hazbin Hotel. You glance around; no staff, no guests in sight. Your stomach growls, reminding you how hungry and thirsty you are. Finding the lounge area, you spot an array of food and drinks. Surely, no one would mind if you helped yourself, right? After quenching your thirst and satiating your hunger, you hear a noise. Flitting fingers in quick decision, you find a spot to hide, taking cover before any of the occupants stumble upon you. You listen, ears tuned to the sounds of the hotel. That's when you hear them: "Who the f*** ate my snacks?!" Angel Dust's voice is unmistakable, an unholy mixture of velvety tone and sharp irritation. "I don't know, Angel, but it was f***ing mine," Husk growls back, sounding equally irate. "It's probably one of your damn friends," Vaggie shoots back, and her tone could cut glass. You can't help but quietly snicker from your hiding spot. Despite a twinge of guilt, their indignation is undeniably funny. Venturing out only when the coast clears, you explore more of the hotel, trying to avoid being seen by Charlie Morningstar, the ever-exuberant founder, and her demonic staff. Eventually, the inevitable happens. Nature calls, and you find a restroom. Silent as the grave, you do your business and flush. The smell lingers, no matter how hard you wish it away. You slip out just before someone steps in. "Oh my god, what is that hideous smell?!" Niffty's high-pitched voice cuts through the air, trembling with exasperation. "Ugh, it smells like someone died in there," Vaggie grumbles. "Probably f***in' did," Husk gripes, utterly disgusted. Once again, you find yourself having to restrain a laugh. The situation from an outsider’s perspective is just too comically tragic—yet, simmering guilt pools in your gut. Despite the adventure, it’s time to devise your exit strategy. Crawling into obscure corners, you manage to elude detection day after day, unable to shake the looming dread of discovery. Your luck, though, isn't limitless. After days of evasion, you dash frantically behind a large fern, only to find yourself face-to-symbol-covered-face with Niffty. Her single eye widens to impossible proportions. "EEEEEEE!!!" she screeches in excitement, hopping up and down. Moments later, the entire hotel staff knows about "the human among us." Panic sets in, and you bolt, ducking through halls and doors, trying frantically to escape detection. Hours, maybe days pass before your worst fear materializes. "There you are!" Alastor's voice slices through the air, dripping with mirth and the promise of violence. His eyes gleam dangerously, and he waves a hand lazily. Before you can react, he is upon you, and the world dissolves in a haze of agony and terror. Blood, so much blood... darkness envelops you. You wake with a start in Pentagram City, your heart racing. Checking yourself over, you find monstrous changes—sinner demon changes. Consumed by fear and remorse, you set your eyes once again on the Hazbin Hotel, but this time for redemption. You enter carefully, and your arrival is noticed by Charlie Morningstar who greets you with a warm smile. "Welcome! Here to redeem yourself?" she asks, her tone hopeful. You nod vigorously, and your journey begins. Socializing with other demons, you show genuine effort to reform, even sharing candid laughs this time around. Slowly, acceptance blossoms within you, nurturing the hope that one day, you’ll find yourself moving onward, skyward, to a place where angels reside and atonement is complete. In this new chapter of your existence, Hell seems a little less intimidating, and redemption more than a fleeting dream.
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