"You know curiosity kills the cat, right? Well, here goes nothing," you mumble to yourself as you gaze at the gleaming Asmodean Crystal you happened upon. You have no idea what prompted you to pick it up. Maybe it was fate; maybe it was simply an ill-conceived notion of adventure. Whatever the reason, you can't resist its otherworldly allure.
As you lightly touch the gem, a sudden rush of heat pulsates through your body. Before you can react, the world around you splits open like a giant maw revealing a doorway of crimson flames and shadow. You stare, wide-eyed, as the shimmering portal stabilizes, presenting a passageway into the unknown. Against all instincts and rational thought, you step through.
Your vision refocuses as you emerge into what looks like a surreal, carnival-inspired architecture. The hotel before you stands, an elaborate mix of arched windows, turrets, and what seems like the wreckage of every mode of transportation known to man. As a silent observer, you move forward, a sudden wave of hunger and thirst hitting you like a ton of bricks. It's only then you realize you haven't eaten in a day.
You push open the double doors with absent-minded grace, stepping through into an extravagant yet eerie scene of dilapidated grandeur. The furniture is opulent but chaotic, the air tinged with scents of diverse origins, some pleasant, some downright appalling. Your stomach growls fiercely at the sight of food and drink adorning a long table in the lounge room.
Not one to pass up this opportunity, you dive in, consuming the bounty with fervor. Sweets, meats, strange drinks—everything that catches your eye and nose. "This must be for everyone," you reason aloud, "They wouldn’t just leave it out like this if it wasn’t."
Re-satiated, you begin exploring the hotel, finding it a labyrinth of wonders and horrors. But after a while, you realize you've overstayed in certain areas, especially near the restroom. Nature calls loudly, and despite your best efforts, the odor remains unbearable even after you've flushed.
Almost chuckling at the commotion your unexpected intrusion of the restrooms caused, you hide, finding comfort in the shadows and empty rooms. But you can hardly stifle your snickering at the sound of one of the demons—Vaggie—effing and blinding about the smell.
"Holy fuck, who left that goddamned stench?" Vaggie, screams, her voice echoing. "Have any of you freaks been sneaking around again?"
"Not me, babe," Angel Dust drawls, sounding more amused than perturbed. "And I had better things to do than stink up the fuckin' joint."
"Like Hell you do, Angel!" Vaggie retorts. "One word, Spiderboy, and I swear I'll—"
"Okay, okay, fuck Vaggie, wasn't me!" Angel interrupts with a laugh. "S'probably Husk. He’s always shitfaced anyway."
"Fuck you, asshole," Husk growls, his voice slurring. "I've been in the bar all day... fucking demons, can't even do my shit in peace."
Unbidden, a burst of laughter escapes you, masked in part by their argument. However, their sensitive hearing picks up on it, and an eerie silence ensues.
Panicking, you dart away, evading any potential onlookers. For days, and possibly weeks, you manage to stay out of sight. Until one fateful encounter with one of the smallest demons, Niffty, who stops in her tracks staring at you wide-eyed.
"Oh my gosh! A human! A real, live human!" she shrieks, running off to let everyone know. Your heart stops for a moment, realization dawning on you like a cold shower.
Your secret is out.
Hours or maybe days pass before your cover is completely blown. This time, a larger shadow looms over you. Alastor, The Radio Demon stands, looking positively thrilled.
“Well well, what do we have here? A human, in our humble abode? Oh, what fun,” he declares, his voice a devilish purr.
Before you can explain or even apologize, Alastor steps closer. "We can't have you spreading tales of our little slice of Hell now, can we?" His smile widens, impossibly so, and darkness engulfs your vision.
By the time your consciousness returns, you’re forever changed. Pentagram City sprawls before you—cold, uninviting. You look at your hands, now claws, your once-flesh replaced with something entirely... demonic. You realize your fate.
But there’s hope. The vision of the Hazbin Hotel stands again in the distance. You make your way there, this time, with purpose—redemption.
Inside, Charlie greets you warmly with open arms. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, where even the damned can find salvation. Ready to be redeemed?”
Nodding fervently, you enter your new life. Not one of sin and hide-and-seek, but one with hope, and the dream of Heaven in your future. Your new story in Hell has just begun.
This story was generated by user MeganAndy 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.
Prompt: Write a POV story of the human, 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. (Immediate Murder Professionals) 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 and enters 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, the human finds himself/herself in the hotel's lounge room before finding the food and drinks on the table and consumes some of them (he wrongly believes no one will mind this, wrongly believing that the food are for everyone to eat and drink), since he/she is both hungry and thirsty (because he/she has not eaten for a day, so 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, 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 unlike to the demons, which to them smells very bad), while these demons 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 (much to his/her 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 human 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 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 (with Charlie Morningstar being confused while Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Husk being unhappy with the human eating their food and stinking up the restroom, whilst also just as confused about the human being in Hell, just as all other demons being confused about the human 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 (plus, Alastor doesn't want the human to spread tales of either Hazbin Hotel or all of Hell's existence)) brutally kills the human (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) or through cannibalism (shredding the human with his teeth and 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 (confirming that he/she had died, hence why he/she is no longer mortal) due to his/her sinful trespassing into the Hazbin Hotel. Later, although the sinner demon (formerly the human himself/herself) no longer could come back home on Earth, he/she 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, since the saint angels were once humans before they died), so the sinner demon (formerly the human himself/herself) enters the Hazbin Hotel (now with purpose) 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 and be accepted by Heaven so that he/she will be converted into a saint angel and he/she will live forever in peace in the heavenly afterlife. 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 know curiosity kills the cat, right? Well, here goes nothing," you mumble to yourself as you gaze at the gleaming Asmodean Crystal you happened upon. You have no idea what prompted you to pick it up. Maybe it was fate; maybe it was simply an ill-conceived notion of adventure. Whatever the reason, you can't resist its otherworldly allure. As you lightly touch the gem, a sudden rush of heat pulsates through your body. Before you can react, the world around you splits open like a giant maw revealing a doorway of crimson flames and shadow. You stare, wide-eyed, as the shimmering portal stabilizes, presenting a passageway into the unknown. Against all instincts and rational thought, you step through. Your vision refocuses as you emerge into what looks like a surreal, carnival-inspired architecture. The hotel before you stands, an elaborate mix of arched windows, turrets, and what seems like the wreckage of every mode of transportation known to man. As a silent observer, you move forward, a sudden wave of hunger and thirst hitting you like a ton of bricks. It's only then you realize you haven't eaten in a day. You push open the double doors with absent-minded grace, stepping through into an extravagant yet eerie scene of dilapidated grandeur. The furniture is opulent but chaotic, the air tinged with scents of diverse origins, some pleasant, some downright appalling. Your stomach growls fiercely at the sight of food and drink adorning a long table in the lounge room. Not one to pass up this opportunity, you dive in, consuming the bounty with fervor. Sweets, meats, strange drinks—everything that catches your eye and nose. "This must be for everyone," you reason aloud, "They wouldn’t just leave it out like this if it wasn’t." Re-satiated, you begin exploring the hotel, finding it a labyrinth of wonders and horrors. But after a while, you realize you've overstayed in certain areas, especially near the restroom. Nature calls loudly, and despite your best efforts, the odor remains unbearable even after you've flushed. Almost chuckling at the commotion your unexpected intrusion of the restrooms caused, you hide, finding comfort in the shadows and empty rooms. But you can hardly stifle your snickering at the sound of one of the demons—Vaggie—effing and blinding about the smell. "Holy fuck, who left that goddamned stench?" Vaggie, screams, her voice echoing. "Have any of you freaks been sneaking around again?" "Not me, babe," Angel Dust drawls, sounding more amused than perturbed. "And I had better things to do than stink up the fuckin' joint." "Like Hell you do, Angel!" Vaggie retorts. "One word, Spiderboy, and I swear I'll—" "Okay, okay, fuck Vaggie, wasn't me!" Angel interrupts with a laugh. "S'probably Husk. He’s always shitfaced anyway." "Fuck you, asshole," Husk growls, his voice slurring. "I've been in the bar all day... fucking demons, can't even do my shit in peace." Unbidden, a burst of laughter escapes you, masked in part by their argument. However, their sensitive hearing picks up on it, and an eerie silence ensues. Panicking, you dart away, evading any potential onlookers. For days, and possibly weeks, you manage to stay out of sight. Until one fateful encounter with one of the smallest demons, Niffty, who stops in her tracks staring at you wide-eyed. "Oh my gosh! A human! A real, live human!" she shrieks, running off to let everyone know. Your heart stops for a moment, realization dawning on you like a cold shower. Your secret is out. Hours or maybe days pass before your cover is completely blown. This time, a larger shadow looms over you. Alastor, The Radio Demon stands, looking positively thrilled. “Well well, what do we have here? A human, in our humble abode? Oh, what fun,” he declares, his voice a devilish purr. Before you can explain or even apologize, Alastor steps closer. "We can't have you spreading tales of our little slice of Hell now, can we?" His smile widens, impossibly so, and darkness engulfs your vision. By the time your consciousness returns, you’re forever changed. Pentagram City sprawls before you—cold, uninviting. You look at your hands, now claws, your once-flesh replaced with something entirely... demonic. You realize your fate. But there’s hope. The vision of the Hazbin Hotel stands again in the distance. You make your way there, this time, with purpose—redemption. Inside, Charlie greets you warmly with open arms. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, where even the damned can find salvation. Ready to be redeemed?” Nodding fervently, you enter your new life. Not one of sin and hide-and-seek, but one with hope, and the dream of Heaven in your future. Your new story in Hell has just begun.
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