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Second Chance in Hell: Humans of Hazbin Hotel

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The orb in your hand glimmered enticingly; the Asmodean Crystal seemed to hum with some otherworldly energy, its surface as smooth and cold as a winter lake. You felt a strange pull towards it, a pulse thrumming in time with your own heartbeat.

Beside you, your sibling, Alex, peered closer. "Are you sure we should be messing with this thing?" Alex asked, their eyes wide with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. "What if it's cursed or—"

"Oh, c'mon, where's your sense of adventure?" you interrupted playfully, not entirely ignoring the possibility of doom but choosing to lean into your curiosity hard enough to knock over better judgment. You grinned, flashing the crystal in Alex's face. "Think of it as opening a new book. We never know what surprises wait inside until we dive in."

Alex sighed but relented with a small smile. "Fine, but if we end up in some hellish nightmare—"

"Don't worry, I'll make sure we make it a memorable one," you replied, not fully grasping the irony in your words.

The moment you let the thought of "activation" pass through your mind, the crystal vibrated quicker. Suddenly, a swirling vortex of colors and darkness appeared before you, resolving into what could only be described as a portal. The scent of sulfur and the low, mischievous undertone of some hidden melody channelled through the air.

"Is this...?" Alex began, unable to finish the sentence as you both stared into the depths of Hell itself.

"Yes. This is Hell," you said, your voice barely a whisper, fueled more by awe than fear. Before your sibling could raise another protest, you both stepped through.

In an instant, you found yourselves standing before what could only be described as a mashup between a gothic fairytale and a carnival from the depths of nightmarish wonder: the Hazbin Hotel. Tall, with elaborate arches and silhouetted against the smoldering red sky, it was a chaotic mosaic of structures and symbols that seemed alive with wicked charm.

"Charlie must throw some grand parties here," you quipped, trying to dissolve some of the ominous sensation, but inside, your heart pounded like a drum.

You and your sibling pushed through the double doors, which surprisingly swung open with little resistance, and ended up inside the hotel's lounge. The aroma of food hit you like an old, warm memory.

Your stomach growled, almost loud enough to be heard in Heaven. You and Alex exchanged looks before creeping towards a table laden with food.

"I'm... I'm not sure we should," Alex mumbled, eyes nervously scanning the surroundings.

"It's fine," you reassured before snagging a piece of fruit that looked something like a blood apple. "This much food? It has to be a buffet."

Resigned yet still cautious, Alex grabbed a pastry.

It was only after consuming several morsels, a platter of unknown cuisine, and the most intoxicating drink you've ever tasted that you realized the enormity of what you were doing. But hunger had clouded your judgment, and curiosity led your hand to each new dish.

When sated, you both slid into the shadows of the hotel, attempting to remain unseen, pooling together your few remaining shreds of wisdom and self-preservation.

Not long after, gruff voices echoed through the hall, followed by bouts of exasperation.

"Who the fuck ate my cake?!" That was unmistakably Vaggie, her outrage clear.

"I don't know but when I find out, someone's gonna fucking pay," came Husk's grizzled tone.

"Geez, guys, it's just food," Angel Dust added, though his voice carried a different layer of irritation. "Gimme a break, some people just take what ain’t theirs."

You couldn't help but stifle a laugh, Alex doing the same. They might be demons, but their gripes were so terribly human.

Realizing you might need a bathroom break, you and Alex took turns locating the restroom and relieving yourselves. Seemed like a standard bathroom, except for the fact that it was in Hell. The stench left behind—courtesy of your earthly anatomy—was apparently more potent here than on Earth.

"What on earth died in here?" Niffty's high-pitched voice practically squealed, causing you both to snicker quietly.

Eventually, the atmosphere of blissful, mischievous stealth was shattered. Niffty, with her hyperactive senses, had scuttled past your hiding spot before her single eye zeroed in on you two. "Oh my, humans!" she shouted, clapping her hands together.

You didn't have time to think as she scampered away, shouting, informing everyone. Panic set in.

It wasn't long before the hotel's inhabitants ferreted you out, surrounding you in the grand lobby. All eyes were on you, each pair (or set) radiating a different emotion.

Charlie looked more confused than angry. "How—why are you two here?"

Vaggie’s eyes narrowed as her arms cross. "You got a lot of nerve, human."

Angel Dust looked amused but cautious, "Where’d you even come from?"

Husk just took a swig from his flask. "If I gotta deal with more shit, someone's gonna die."

And die you did. Alastor, seemingly out of nowhere, took grim pleasure in the chaos, ending your intrusion into Hell with one swift act of black magic, a grin plastered to his face all the while, the scene erupting in a macabre display of blood and gore.

Your eyes opened to the sights of Pentagram City, different perspectives and senses now encoded in your very beings. You had transformed, no longer human but sinner demons, bound by death to the realm you’d so foolishly wandered into.

With a new, stark realization of your mortality—or lack thereof— you and Alex made the decision to seek redemption. You approached the Hazbin Hotel once more, this time humble and very much aware of the programs it promised.

"Well, we're back," you said, looking up at the towering structure.

"I'm ready this time," Alex responded, their voice resolved.

Inside, Charlie greeted you again, this time with a welcoming smile. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Ready to make a change?"

You nodded together, entering the lobby with purpose. Here, despite everything, was the glimmer of a second chance.

This story was generated by user DylanVsFizzarolli 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.

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Prompt: Write a POV story of two humans (one who is a reader and the other who is his/her friend or sibling), who finds an Asmodean Crystal (which Blitzo (an imp from the 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 both humans 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 both humans (with no ill intent and with pure curiosity) enter the portal and into Hell before they both go through the hotel's entrance doors and enter inside the Hazbin Hotel without the hotel's staff or guests/clients/patrons knowing. Here is what the hotel looks like; The Hazbin Hotel exterior is a tall, elaborate amalgamation of arched windows and turrets, one of which seems to be broken. It appears to be at least seven stories tall, with at least five of which being guest floors. Remnants of an airship, an ocean liner, a sailing ship and a carousel litter both sides and appear to have been incorporated into the structure of the building itself; there is also a train with some tracks looping the first and second floor exterior. Located on the top right of the building is a small radio broadcasting room, which is used as the work area for Alastor. Many signs are displayed outside the hotel: One atop the entrance reminiscent of the Hazbin Hotel logo, a large pink one atop the building with the hotel's name in lights, a neon 'HOTEL' sign at the bottom right and atop the building where Alastor's broadcast room is located, a small 'On-Air' sign is visible. Also located on the outer facade are various arrows pointing to the entrance and the broadcast room. The entrance has a tented cover with a booth in the center reminiscent of a circus or theater ticket booth. On either side of the booth are a set of double doors that have stained glass; in the pilot, they once depicted an apple on each one but were destroyed by an explosion due to Sir Pentious blowing up the doors with his airship (prior to Sir Pentious changing ways to become a nicer person before redeeming himself and becoming a saint angel (after his willing sacrifice against the series' main antagonist Adam (the exorcist angel) just before Adam is defeated by Lucifer Morningstar and killed by Niffty) in the season 1's finale episode "The Show Must Go On"). The hotel's interior (prior to this story) was shown to be in a state of disrepair, with wooden boards covering shattered windows, signs warning of asbestos, bloodied tools left lying around, and paintings are shown hanging off the walls (however, just after the season 1's finale episode "The Show Must Go On", these have been fixed after the hotel was rebuilt by Charlie's father Lucifer Morningstar). Much of the furniture in the lobby are strewn around haphazardly or remain boxed up in several large wooden crates. The bar uses skeletons, snakes, and bones as general themes, along with card suits and candles, and advertises itself as a casino. The area the bar in has glowing green wooden walls instead of the usual red wallpaper, with a "Jackpot" sign on the left wall and a Beelzejuice neon sign on the right wall. The word "concierge" can be presumed to be shown above the bar, and Alastor calls it the front desk when talking to Husk, suggesting that it is also the check-in counter. Despite the shabby and poor condition of the hotel, the overall theme of the building remains ornate and regal, with stained glass windows, lavish furniture, and generous usage of gold. Like the rest of Hell, the hotel has a largely red color scheme. There are many apple, snake and circus motifs throughout the hotel's interior, in reference to Charlie Morningstar's royal family, or more specifically, Lucifer Morningstar. Eyes are also a recurring theme throughout the building, appearing on the frame of almost every single painting and several vases and jars. The room the two women (Charlie Morningstar and Vaggie) share is rather large, with a regal look and a large bed, and has a window with a view of Pentagram City. Angel Dust's room has striped wallpaper, a vanity, mirrors, a place to put his wigs, and a bed with several pillows of various design, while beside it is a small bed for Fat Nuggets shaped like a pink heart with a small pillow on top, and with both beds on a single platform with neon lights. The wall behind the bed has photos of him, Cherri, and Fat Nuggets, as well as a couple of his film posters, while the bedside wall has neon lights shaped like webs. The door to his room has neon lights shaped like webs with hearts, and has three photos of him and his friends, and Fat Nuggets. Alastor's room has a mixture between both traditional décor and the fantastical, with one half being a classic "fancy study", complete with tasteful wallpaper and furnishings, the other half being a literal swamp conjured as a dining area. Sir Pentious' room (prior to Sir Pentious' death and sacrifice in the season 1's finale episode "The Show Must Go On") shared his (Sir Pentious') airship's steampunk aesthetics of golden cogs and gears and a red and black color scheme, while his bed was a circular mattress lined with pillows; this room is now currently vacant due to Sir Pentious' invented sacrifice. After going through the hotel's doors, both of the humans (the reader and his/her friend or sibling) find themselves in the hotel's lounge room before finding the food and drinks on the table and consumes some of the food (they both wrongly believes no one will mind this, wrongly believing that the food are for everyone to eat and drink, although the reader's friend/sibling is initially concerned about it being someone else's food before the reader tells his/her friend or sibling that this table may be a buffet table hence why there's so much food, so the reader's friend or sibling is no longer worried), since both of the humans are hungry and thirsty (because they have not eaten for a day, so they need food and something to drink). The human duo then go 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 both of the humans quietly snicker out in amusement (they both find the demons' complaints about the stolen food and drinks kinda funny, even if the human duo feel guilty). The human duo then feel like they have to pee/poop, so they both then use one of the hotel's restrooms to get rid of their pee and poop, while they also do 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 duo don'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 duo having already flushed the toilet, the smell still lingers, but the smell is not too terrible (and not that different from Earth and is identical to the smell back on Earth) to the human duo unlike to the demons, which to the demons smells very bad), while these demons do not know it was the human duo who made that smell. This also makes both of the humans quietly snicker out in amusement (they find the demons' complaints about the bathroom's smell kinda funny, even if both the humans feel guilty). However, while both of the humans' secrecy in the Hazbin Hotel have 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 both of the humans themselves), are then (much to their horror) discovered by one of the Hazbin Hotel's occupants, discovered by either Niffty (who would then smile/grin and scream out of excitement before running off to let the other demons know about the humans being in the hotel), or 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 the humans inhabiting the hotel among the demons. Sadly and eventually (either hours or days later after the first demon finds both of the humans), the humans, much to their horror, are found by another demon, who yells/tells other demons about their presence to let them about it. The demons then surround both of the humans (with Charlie Morningstar being confused while Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Husk being unhappy with the human duo eating their food and stinking up the restroom, whilst also just as confused about the humans being in Hell, just as all other demons being confused about the humans being in Hell, since no human has ever visited or lived in Hell) before one of the demons (most likely Alastor, who enjoys chaos such as this) brutally kills both of the humans (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) or cannibalism (shredding the human duo with his teeth and devouring/eating the human duo). After both of the humans' death, the human duo then manifests in Pentagram City (located in the Pride Ring of Hell) as sinner demons (confirming that they had both died, hence why they are no longer mortal) due to their sinful trespassing into the Hazbin Hotel. Later, both the sinner demon duo (formerly the human reader and his/her friend or sibling) want to be rehabilitated (in short, redeemed) so they both could hopefully one day be accepted by Heaven and manifest in Heaven as saint angels (which are unlike heavenborn angels, which were always born angels, the saint angels were once humans before they died), so the sinner demon duo (formerly the human duo) enter the Hazbin Hotel (now with purpose) and are welcomed by Charlie Morningstar, and the sinner demon duo (formerly the human duo) start trying to redeem themselves and socialize with the Hazbin Hotel's other clients/patrons in a healthy/positive and non-sinful manner, in hopes that one day they 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: The orb in your hand glimmered enticingly; the Asmodean Crystal seemed to hum with some otherworldly energy, its surface as smooth and cold as a winter lake. You felt a strange pull towards it, a pulse thrumming in time with your own heartbeat. Beside you, your sibling, Alex, peered closer. "Are you sure we should be messing with this thing?" Alex asked, their eyes wide with a mix of suspicion and curiosity. "What if it's cursed or—" "Oh, c'mon, where's your sense of adventure?" you interrupted playfully, not entirely ignoring the possibility of doom but choosing to lean into your curiosity hard enough to knock over better judgment. You grinned, flashing the crystal in Alex's face. "Think of it as opening a new book. We never know what surprises wait inside until we dive in." Alex sighed but relented with a small smile. "Fine, but if we end up in some hellish nightmare—" "Don't worry, I'll make sure we make it a memorable one," you replied, not fully grasping the irony in your words. The moment you let the thought of "activation" pass through your mind, the crystal vibrated quicker. Suddenly, a swirling vortex of colors and darkness appeared before you, resolving into what could only be described as a portal. The scent of sulfur and the low, mischievous undertone of some hidden melody channelled through the air. "Is this...?" Alex began, unable to finish the sentence as you both stared into the depths of Hell itself. "Yes. This is Hell," you said, your voice barely a whisper, fueled more by awe than fear. Before your sibling could raise another protest, you both stepped through. In an instant, you found yourselves standing before what could only be described as a mashup between a gothic fairytale and a carnival from the depths of nightmarish wonder: the Hazbin Hotel. Tall, with elaborate arches and silhouetted against the smoldering red sky, it was a chaotic mosaic of structures and symbols that seemed alive with wicked charm. "Charlie must throw some grand parties here," you quipped, trying to dissolve some of the ominous sensation, but inside, your heart pounded like a drum. You and your sibling pushed through the double doors, which surprisingly swung open with little resistance, and ended up inside the hotel's lounge. The aroma of food hit you like an old, warm memory. Your stomach growled, almost loud enough to be heard in Heaven. You and Alex exchanged looks before creeping towards a table laden with food. "I'm... I'm not sure we should," Alex mumbled, eyes nervously scanning the surroundings. "It's fine," you reassured before snagging a piece of fruit that looked something like a blood apple. "This much food? It has to be a buffet." Resigned yet still cautious, Alex grabbed a pastry. It was only after consuming several morsels, a platter of unknown cuisine, and the most intoxicating drink you've ever tasted that you realized the enormity of what you were doing. But hunger had clouded your judgment, and curiosity led your hand to each new dish. When sated, you both slid into the shadows of the hotel, attempting to remain unseen, pooling together your few remaining shreds of wisdom and self-preservation. Not long after, gruff voices echoed through the hall, followed by bouts of exasperation. "Who the fuck ate my cake?!" That was unmistakably Vaggie, her outrage clear. "I don't know but when I find out, someone's gonna fucking pay," came Husk's grizzled tone. "Geez, guys, it's just food," Angel Dust added, though his voice carried a different layer of irritation. "Gimme a break, some people just take what ain’t theirs." You couldn't help but stifle a laugh, Alex doing the same. They might be demons, but their gripes were so terribly human. Realizing you might need a bathroom break, you and Alex took turns locating the restroom and relieving yourselves. Seemed like a standard bathroom, except for the fact that it was in Hell. The stench left behind—courtesy of your earthly anatomy—was apparently more potent here than on Earth. "What the hell died in here?" Niffty's high-pitched voice practically squealed, causing you both to snicker quietly. Eventually, the atmosphere of blissful, mischievous stealth was shattered. Niffty, with her hyperactive senses, had scuttled past your hiding spot before her single eye zeroed in on you two. "Oh my, humans!" she shouted, clapping her hands together. You didn't have time to think as she scampered away, shouting, informing everyone. Panic set in. It wasn't long before the hotel's inhabitants ferreted you out, surrounding you in the grand lobby. All eyes were on you, each pair (or set) radiating a different emotion. Charlie looked more confused than angry. "How—why are you two here?" Vaggie’s eyes narrowed as her arms cross. "You got a lot of nerve, human." Angel Dust looked amused but cautious, "Where’d you even come from?" Husk just took a swig from his flask. "If I gotta deal with more shit, someone's gonna die." And die you did. Alastor, seemingly out of nowhere, took grim pleasure in the chaos, ending your intrusion into Hell with one swift act of black magic, a grin plastered to his face all the while, the scene erupting in a macabre display of blood and gore. Your eyes opened to the sights of Pentagram City, different perspectives and senses now encoded in your very beings. You had transformed, no longer human but sinner demons, bound by death to the realm you’d so foolishly wandered into. With a new, stark realization of your mortality—or lack thereof— you and Alex made the decision to seek redemption. You approached the Hazbin Hotel once more, this time humble and very much aware of the programs it promised. "Well, we're back," you said, looking up at the towering structure. "I'm ready this time," Alex responded, their voice resolved. Inside, Charlie greeted you again, this time with a welcoming smile. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Ready to make a change?" You nodded together, entering the lobby with purpose. Here, despite everything, was the glimmer of a second chance.

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