Chasing Redemption: Human's Hazbin Hotel Tale
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You look at the shimmering stone in your hand. You had found it quite by accident, laying conspicuously on the sidewalk as you walked home from work. It catches the light in a way that's almost mesmerizing. You suspect it might just be a piece of fancy glass, but there's something about the way it seems to hum with energy that makes you want to see what it does.
Curiosity burning inside you, you press the stone in the palm of your hand. The reaction is immediate — a swirling vortex of shimmering colors opens up in front of you, startling you back a step. It's like nothing you've ever seen, a gaping portal to another world. Hesitant but excited, you take a step forward, feeling the world blur around you as you pass through.
When you step out the other side, the air is dense, and the temperature has an unnatural warmth to it. A massive building looms ahead of you, its gothic architecture both grand and menacing. The sign above the door reads "Hazbin Hotel."
You push open the door carefully, slipping inside and hoping to go unnoticed. The lobby is empty, except for some scattered furniture and decorative pieces. The scent of food wafts through the air, drawing you toward the lounge room. The last meal you had seems like a distant memory as you spot a table laden with snacks and an assortment of drinks. Unable to resist, you sample some of the food, satisfying your hunger and quenching your thirst.
After finishing your impromptu meal, you decide to explore the hotel. You tread softly, hoping to stay hidden. The place has an eerie charm to it, as if it holds stories in every nook and cranny.
**"Did someone eat my food?"** you hear an exasperated voice break the silence, the tone unmistakably annoyed. You immediately press against the wall, heart pounding with the dread of being found.
**"I swear, Angel, if this is some prank of yours—"** Another voice cuts in, dripping with frustration.
**"Wasn't me,"** the voice, apparently belonging to someone named Angel, responds lazily.
Before you can think, you hear a tiny shuffling sound. You look down to see a winged goat-like creature staring up at you. It sniffs the air around you before bleating loudly.
**"Razzle! What's got you so excited?"** The slightly irritated voice echoes again.
Your breath catches when you hear footsteps approaching. The goat-like creature, Razzle, nudges you insistently with its head. You back away slowly, but it's too late. You’re spotted.
**"What the hell?"** Angel Dust, a tall spider-like demon, steps into the room, eyes widening upon spotting you. **"Guys, we've got a trespasser!"**
Panic surges through you as you try to find an exit. Doors burst open, and the room fills with demons, their expressions ranging from shocked to angry. A sense of dread fills you when a grinning figure steps forward.
**"Well, well,"** says Alastor, his voice sugary sweet but cold enough to send chills down your spine. **"It appears we've found our little thief."**
He moves with a predator's grace, closing the distance between you swiftly. You try to explain, but the words die in your throat as you see his eyes glint with malicious delight.
It happens in a blur. Alastor's shadow engulfs you, and then pain. Unimaginable, excruciating pain—before everything goes black.
When you open your eyes again, you're in a disoriented haze. The environment is both familiar and alien. You're still in Hell, but now among its populace as a sinner demon. The reality of your transformation takes time to sink in.
Days pass in a daze, and eventually, you find yourself standing once again before the Hazbin Hotel. This time, it's with intention and a newfound sense of purpose. You need redemption.
Charlie Morningstar herself greets you with a warm smile that seems to light up the otherwise gloomy foyer.
**"Welcome,"** she says kindly, **"to the Hazbin Hotel. We're here to help you find redemption."**
You nod, whispering a quiet thank you. As you start your journey toward redemption, you begin to form connections with the hotel's other occupants. Angel Dust is surprisingly good at making you feel welcome, and Husk’s gruff demeanor hides a grudging acceptance of your presence.
Within these walls, you work hard to prove yourself, hoping one day to right your wrongs and earn your place in Heaven. The journey is long and difficult, but it's one you’re willing to undertake.
As Charlie often says with a joyous smile, **"Everyone deserves a chance at redemption."**
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 a POV story of a 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, 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, 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, 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, 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 ate the food so either Vaggie, Angel Dust, or Husk gets mad 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). However, while the human's secrecy in the Hazbin Hotel had lasted for a long while, is then discovered by one of the Hazbin Hotel's occupants, discovered by either Razzle 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 (maybe minutes, hours, or days later), 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 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 look at the shimmering stone in your hand. You had found it quite by accident, laying conspicuously on the sidewalk as you walked home from work. It catches the light in a way that's almost mesmerizing. You suspect it might just be a piece of fancy glass, but there's something about the way it seems to hum with energy that makes you want to see what it does. Curiosity burning inside you, you press the stone in the palm of your hand. The reaction is immediate — a swirling vortex of shimmering colors opens up in front of you, startling you back a step. It's like nothing you've ever seen, a gaping portal to another world. Hesitant but excited, you take a step forward, feeling the world blur around you as you pass through. When you step out the other side, the air is dense, and the temperature has an unnatural warmth to it. A massive building looms ahead of you, its gothic architecture both grand and menacing. The sign above the door reads "Hazbin Hotel." You push open the door carefully, slipping inside and hoping to go unnoticed. The lobby is empty, except for some scattered furniture and decorative pieces. The scent of food wafts through the air, drawing you toward the lounge room. The last meal you had seems like a distant memory as you spot a table laden with snacks and an assortment of drinks. Unable to resist, you sample some of the food, satisfying your hunger and quenching your thirst. After finishing your impromptu meal, you decide to explore the hotel. You tread softly, hoping to stay hidden. The place has an eerie charm to it, as if it holds stories in every nook and cranny. **"Did someone eat my food?"** you hear an exasperated voice break the silence, the tone unmistakably annoyed. You immediately press against the wall, heart pounding with the dread of being found. **"I swear, Angel, if this is some prank of yours—"** Another voice cuts in, dripping with frustration. **"Wasn't me,"** the voice, apparently belonging to someone named Angel, responds lazily. Before you can think, you hear a tiny shuffling sound. You look down to see a winged goat-like creature staring up at you. It sniffs the air around you before bleating loudly. **"Razzle! What's got you so excited?"** The slightly irritated voice echoes again. Your breath catches when you hear footsteps approaching. The goat-like creature, Razzle, nudges you insistently with its head. You back away slowly, but it's too late. You’re spotted. **"What the hell?"** Angel Dust, a tall spider-like demon, steps into the room, eyes widening upon spotting you. **"Guys, we've got a trespasser!"** Panic surges through you as you try to find an exit. Doors burst open, and the room fills with demons, their expressions ranging from shocked to angry. A sense of dread fills you when a grinning figure steps forward. **"Well, well,"** says Alastor, his voice sugary sweet but cold enough to send chills down your spine. **"It appears we've found our little thief."** He moves with a predator's grace, closing the distance between you swiftly. You try to explain, but the words die in your throat as you see his eyes glint with malicious delight. It happens in a blur. Alastor's shadow engulfs you, and then pain. Unimaginable, excruciating pain—before everything goes black. When you open your eyes again, you're in a disoriented haze. The environment is both familiar and alien. You're still in Hell, but now among its populace as a sinner demon. The reality of your transformation takes time to sink in. Days pass in a daze, and eventually, you find yourself standing once again before the Hazbin Hotel. This time, it's with intention and a newfound sense of purpose. You need redemption. Charlie Morningstar herself greets you with a warm smile that seems to light up the otherwise gloomy foyer. **"Welcome,"** she says kindly, **"to the Hazbin Hotel. We're here to help you find redemption."** You nod, whispering a quiet thank you. As you start your journey toward redemption, you begin to form connections with the hotel's other occupants. Angel Dust is surprisingly good at making you feel welcome, and Husk’s gruff demeanor hides a grudging acceptance of your presence. Within these walls, you work hard to prove yourself, hoping one day to right your wrongs and earn your place in Heaven. The journey is long and difficult, but it's one you’re willing to undertake. As Charlie often says with a joyous smile, **"Everyone deserves a chance at redemption."**
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