Human's Second Chance in the Hazbin Hotel: The Asmodeus Crystal
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You stood there, just outside the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel, the swirling portal behind you silently closing. The Asmodean Crystal you found had done its job in opening a gateway to Hell. You hadn't really expected it to work when you fiddled with it in your living room. Your innocent curiosity got the best of you, and before you knew it, you were standing in a place out of your darkest dreams.
The hotel didn’t look as terrifying as you would have imagined a place in Hell to be, though. There was an oddly charming, albeit sinister, vibe to it. The sign above the door blinked erratically, “Hazbin Hotel.” With a deep breath, you pushed the heavy door open and slipped inside.
The lobby was splendid in a bizarre way. Gold and red hues dominated the decor, giving the entire place a regal yet macabre appearance. You noticed the reception desk was empty, and without a second thought, your curiosity led you further inside.
You ventured into what appeared to be the lounge room. The sight of a bar stocked with various colorful bottles caught your eye. Your stomach growled loudly, and you walked over to the table laden with an assortment of food and drinks. The aroma was irresistible.
"Just a bite. No one will mind," you told yourself, grabbing a sandwich and a can of soda. You wolfed down the food, feeling the hunger dissipate. You were about to take a drink when the sound of footsteps made you freeze. Quickly, you scurried behind a sofa, holding your breath.
"Who the fuck ate my fucking sandwich?" A voice boomed, unmistakably irritated. You peeked out to see a tall, spider-like demon with white fur and pink accents—a demon. You had learned his name was Angel Dust from the erratic shouting. "Vaggie, I swear to Lucifer, if you touched my food again..."
"It wasn't me, you self-centered prick!" Another voice snapped back, a fierce-looking demoness with a single eye patch storming into the lounge. "Angel, if you keep accusing me, I’ll—"
Their argument faded into the background as you kept moving while staying hidden, carefully making your way through the winding hallways of the hotel. You desperately needed to relieve yourself. You found a restroom and dashed inside, locking the door behind you. After finishing up and flushing, you were about to leave when you realized the smell still lingered.
Stepping out, you heard another voice, this one gruff and irritated. "Jesus H. Christ, what died in here?" It was Husk, the ill-tempered, gambling, alcoholic cat-like demon. "If I find the bastard who did this, I’m gonna—"
Still unseen, you continued to sneak around the hotel for what felt like days, maybe weeks. You managed to find hiding spots under beds, inside closets, and behind heavy curtains. Occasionally, you snuck out to grab bits of food and drink. But as luck would have it, when you least expected it, Niffty—a hyperactive, little one-eyed demon woman—found you hiding in the laundry room.
"Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed, her single eye widening. "A human! A real human!" Her excitement was impossible to contain, and you knew it was only a matter of seconds before everyone in the hotel knew you were there.
The rumor spread quickly, and despite your best attempts to hide again, you were eventually discovered. Alastor, the Radio Demon himself, was the one to find you. His grin was wide and unsettling.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" he taunted. "A little lost lamb wandered into the wolf's den."
Before you could react, the other demons crowded around you. Vaggie looked furious, Angel Dust seemed indifferent but amused, and Husk cracked his knuckles menacingly.
Alastor's grin faded into something more sinister. "I'm afraid you've overstayed your welcome." His voice dripped with malice and glee. In an instant, he pounced, and the last thing you saw was the flash of his sharp teeth and the crimson spatter of your own blood.
When you woke, it felt like you had been asleep for ages. You were no longer human, not by any stretch of the imagination. Your reflection in a broken shard of glass revealed a twisted, sinner demon.
Guilt and horror washed over you as you realized your trespassing into the Hazbin Hotel had damned you to Hell. But determination burned in your new demonic heart. You’d seek redemption and one day earn a place in Heaven.
Returning to the Hazbin Hotel, you were welcomed by Charlie Morningstar herself. Her radiant smile softened her demonic features as she welcomed you into her rehabilitation program.
"Welcome," she said warmly. "Everyone deserves a second chance."
You started to socialize with the hotel's residents, engaging in meaningful conversations that might help you on your path to redemption. Each day, you strived to be a little better, to reach for the hope of becoming a saint angel.
The journey would be long and arduous, but you had hope. And in a place like Hell, sometimes hope was the only thing that kept you going.
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), before he/she 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). The human also uses one of the hotel's restroom to get rid of his/her pee and poop, while also not being 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 and complains about that 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. 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 smile 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 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), leading to the human manifesting 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 stood there, just outside the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel, the swirling portal behind you silently closing. The Asmodean Crystal you found had done its job in opening a gateway to Hell. You hadn't really expected it to work when you fiddled with it in your living room. Your innocent curiosity got the best of you, and before you knew it, you were standing in a place out of your darkest dreams. The hotel didn’t look as terrifying as you would have imagined a place in Hell to be, though. There was an oddly charming, albeit sinister, vibe to it. The sign above the door blinked erratically, “Hazbin Hotel.” With a deep breath, you pushed the heavy door open and slipped inside. The lobby was splendid in a bizarre way. Gold and red hues dominated the decor, giving the entire place a regal yet macabre appearance. You noticed the reception desk was empty, and without a second thought, your curiosity led you further inside. You ventured into what appeared to be the lounge room. The sight of a bar stocked with various colorful bottles caught your eye. Your stomach growled loudly, and you walked over to the table laden with an assortment of food and drinks. The aroma was irresistible. "Just a bite. No one will mind," you told yourself, grabbing a sandwich and a can of soda. You wolfed down the food, feeling the hunger dissipate. You were about to take a drink when the sound of footsteps made you freeze. Quickly, you scurried behind a sofa, holding your breath. "Who the fuck ate my fucking sandwich?" A voice boomed, unmistakably irritated. You peeked out to see a tall, spider-like demon with white fur and pink accents—a demon. You had learned his name was Angel Dust from the erratic shouting. "Vaggie, I swear to Lucifer, if you touched my food again..." "It wasn't me, you self-centered prick!" Another voice snapped back, a fierce-looking demoness with a single eye patch storming into the lounge. "Angel, if you keep accusing me, I’ll—" Their argument faded into the background as you kept moving while staying hidden, carefully making your way through the winding hallways of the hotel. You desperately needed to relieve yourself. You found a restroom and dashed inside, locking the door behind you. After finishing up and flushing, you were about to leave when you realized the smell still lingered. Stepping out, you heard another voice, this one gruff and irritated. "Jesus H. Christ, what died in here?" It was Husk, the ill-tempered, gambling, alcoholic cat-like demon. "If I find the bastard who did this, I’m gonna—" Still unseen, you continued to sneak around the hotel for what felt like days, maybe weeks. You managed to find hiding spots under beds, inside closets, and behind heavy curtains. Occasionally, you snuck out to grab bits of food and drink. But as luck would have it, when you least expected it, Niffty—a hyperactive, little one-eyed demon woman—found you hiding in the laundry room. "Oh my gosh!" she exclaimed, her single eye widening. "A human! A real human!" Her excitement was impossible to contain, and you knew it was only a matter of seconds before everyone in the hotel knew you were there. The rumor spread quickly, and despite your best attempts to hide again, you were eventually discovered. Alastor, the Radio Demon himself, was the one to find you. His grin was wide and unsettling. "Well, well, what do we have here?" he taunted. "A little lost lamb wandered into the wolf's den." Before you could react, the other demons crowded around you. Vaggie looked furious, Angel Dust seemed indifferent but amused, and Husk cracked his knuckles menacingly. Alastor's grin faded into something more sinister. "I'm afraid you've overstayed your welcome." His voice dripped with malice and glee. In an instant, he pounced, and the last thing you saw was the flash of his sharp teeth and the crimson spatter of your own blood. When you woke, it felt like you had been asleep for ages. You were no longer human, not by any stretch of the imagination. Your reflection in a broken shard of glass revealed a twisted, sinner demon. Guilt and horror washed over you as you realized your trespassing into the Hazbin Hotel had damned you to Hell. But determination burned in your new demonic heart. You’d seek redemption and one day earn a place in Heaven. Returning to the Hazbin Hotel, you were welcomed by Charlie Morningstar herself. Her radiant smile softened her demonic features as she welcomed you into her rehabilitation program. "Welcome," she said warmly. "Everyone deserves a second chance." You started to socialize with the hotel's residents, engaging in meaningful conversations that might help you on your path to redemption. Each day, you strived to be a little better, to reach for the hope of becoming a saint angel. The journey would be long and arduous, but you had hope. And in a place like Hell, sometimes hope was the only thing that kept you going.
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