As you and your best friend Matt walked down the familiar path through the forest behind your house, you couldn't help but feel drawn to the unusual glimmer that caught your eye. Shifting a few leaves aside, a brilliant clarity shone back at you—a crystal, throbbing with an ominous energy. Matt's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he gently picked it up.
"What do you think it is?" you asked, staring at the crystal entrancingly.
"No idea," Matt replied, turning it over in his hands. "But it sure looks spooky."
After a few minutes of admiring it, Matt accidentally dropped the crystal. To your surprise, it just didn't fall—it shattered. A swirling vortex of scarlet light emerged from the sharded remains, forming a portal that cracked open the very fabric of reality.
"Holy crap, is that...a portal?" Matt whispered, his mouth agape.
On the other side, beyond the glimmering gateway, stood an elaborate structure seven stories high. It was a gothic chaos of various architectural styles—a mishmash of an airship, carousel, and ocean liner remnants. Bright neon signs blinked with the name "Hazbin Hotel," and rows of prominent arrows indicated the entrance.
You exchanged an excited but nervous glance with Matt.
"Want to see what's on the other side?" you suggested.
Matt exhaled deeply, nodding. "Yeah, let's do it."
Together, hand in hand, you stepped through the portal. As soon as your feet met the ground, the scent of sulfur wafted through the dusty air. Despite this, the hotel itself was no longer in disrepair but rather lavish and ornately rebuilt—definitely a sight to take in.
You and Matt wandered into the lounge, pulling each other along until your noses caught the tantalizing scent of food. On a grand table brimming with dishes of all sorts, you couldn't help but feel your stomach growl. The bowls of fruits, pastries, cold cuts, decadent desserts, and pitchers of refreshing drinks called out to your hunger.
"We can't just eat this, right? What if it's someone's?" Matt asked hesitantly.
"Looks like a buffet to me," you teased, reaching for a pastry. "I’m sure no one will mind if we take a bit."
Though Matt hesitated at first, hungrily he followed your lead. The satisfaction seemed mutual as both of you indulged for the first time in what felt like an eternity.
Full and no longer thirsty, you both decided to explore more. As the echoes of voices neared, urgency spiked in your stomach, and you hastily searched for somewhere to hide. Sneaking through the hallways, you found a secluded room and slipped inside. A silent agreement passed between you—no one must know you’re there.
Before long, nature called urgently. You winced at the inconvenience but slipped away quietly into the restroom, doing your business as quickly as possible. Thankfully, the coast seemed clear.
"Man, I hope no one discovers us," Matt whispered.
You stifled a laugh at the understanding of how dire that discovery might be, but something about the absurdity of the whole situation caused you to chuckle lightly.
Back in the hiding room, you noticed how tidy yet exquisitely themed everything was. Ornate red wallpaper adorned the walls, and luxurious furniture filled the space. You couldn't fathom how such splendor fit into such a discombobulated exterior.
Footsteps grew louder, voices erupted. "WHO FUCKING ATE MY PASTRIES?" yelled a voice, unfamiliar yet furious.
"Man, I don't know—nothing stays safe around here!" replied another voice, softer but equally agitated. Upon careful listening, you realized it belonged to Vaggie.
You tried not to laugh as you and Matt exchanged guilty glances. These people's outrage seemed genuinely performative.
Little did you know that while you snickered, Niffty, the hyperactive maid, peeked in through a crack in the door. Her shrill voice pierced the air. "Oh my GOSH! We have HUMANS! HUMANSSSS!!!" She darted away to inevitably inform the others.
Seconds felt like hours as quiet descended once again. Not long after, the disturbing smell of human waste you left behind brought its own complaints.
"Which one of you sweaty assholes decided to breed the fuckin' bog of eternal stench in the bathroom?" spat Angel Dust, revolted.
"Damn it, now I have to deal with this shit smell!" Husk chimed in, his voice surly as ever.
More footsteps, more voices, until finally, the door burst open.
"We've got intruders!" Angel Dust hollered as he spotted both you and Matt. Demonic figures piled in, faces stern and not too pleased.
Confusion quickly melded with hostility, and before you knew it, someone murmured ceremoniously. Electric energy surged through the air, bright sparks illuminating the room as Alastor, the Radio Demon, stepped forward.
"You outliers need correction," he intoned with a sinister glee. Before you could react or beg, a devastating force swirled around you, tearing at your very existence.
You screamed, Matt at your side, as pain overwhelmed every nerve. Darkness slipped over your consciousness.
When your eyes fluttered open again, the red hues of Pentagram City greeted you. Once-humans, now demons, you looked at one another with realization dawning.
"Guess we're stuck now," you muttered, feeling the guilt and consequences settle in your core.
As you made your way back to the Hazbin Hotel, hoping for redemption, you were welcomed by a warm smile from Charlie Morningstar. Your path to rehabilitation had just begun, and hope had not yet extinguished on your desire to one day reach Heaven.
Even in Hell, redemption was possible, as you would prove, supporting one another through your newfound journey among the demons.
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.
Prompt: Write the POV story of two humans (one who is the 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: As you and your best friend Matt walked down the familiar path through the forest behind your house, you couldn't help but feel drawn to the unusual glimmer that caught your eye. Shifting a few leaves aside, a brilliant clarity shone back at you—a crystal, throbbing with an ominous energy. Matt's eyes sparkled with curiosity as he gently picked it up. "What do you think it is?" you asked, staring at the crystal entrancingly. "No idea," Matt replied, turning it over in his hands. "But it sure looks spooky." After a few minutes of admiring it, Matt accidentally dropped the crystal. To your surprise, it just didn't fall—it shattered. A swirling vortex of scarlet light emerged from the sharded remains, forming a portal that cracked open the very fabric of reality. "Holy shit, is that...a portal?" Matt whispered, his mouth agape. On the other side, beyond the glimmering gateway, stood an elaborate structure seven stories high. It was a gothic chaos of various architectural styles—a mishmash of an airship, carousel, and ocean liner remnants. Bright neon signs blinked with the name "Hazbin Hotel," and rows of prominent arrows indicated the entrance. You exchanged an excited but nervous glance with Matt. "Want to see what's on the other side?" you suggested. Matt exhaled deeply, nodding. "Yeah, let's do it." Together, hand in hand, you stepped through the portal. As soon as your feet met the ground, the scent of sulfur wafted through the dusty air. Despite this, the hotel itself was no longer in disrepair but rather lavish and ornately rebuilt—definitely a sight to take in. You and Matt wandered into the lounge, pulling each other along until your noses caught the tantalizing scent of food. On a grand table brimming with dishes of all sorts, you couldn't help but feel your stomach growl. The bowls of fruits, pastries, cold cuts, decadent desserts, and pitchers of refreshing drinks called out to your hunger. "We can't just eat this, right? What if it's someone's?" Matt asked hesitantly. "Looks like a buffet to me," you teased, reaching for a pastry. "I’m sure no one will mind if we take a bit." Though Matt hesitated at first, hungrily he followed your lead. The satisfaction seemed mutual as both of you indulged for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Full and no longer thirsty, you both decided to explore more. As the echoes of voices neared, urgency spiked in your stomach, and you hastily searched for somewhere to hide. Sneaking through the hallways, you found a secluded room and slipped inside. A silent agreement passed between you—no one must know you’re there. Before long, nature called urgently. You winced at the inconvenience but slipped away quietly into the restroom, doing your business as quickly as possible. Thankfully, the coast seemed clear. "Man, I hope no one discovers us," Matt whispered. You stifled a laugh at the understanding of how dire that discovery might be, but something about the absurdity of the whole situation caused you to chuckle lightly. Back in the hiding room, you noticed how tidy yet exquisitely themed everything was. Ornate red wallpaper adorned the walls, and luxurious furniture filled the space. You couldn't fathom how such splendor fit into such a discombobulated exterior. Footsteps grew louder, voices erupted. "WHO FUCKING ATE MY PASTRIES?" yelled a voice, unfamiliar yet furious. "Man, I don't know—nothing stays safe around here!" replied another voice, softer but equally agitated. Upon careful listening, you realized it belonged to Vaggie. You tried not to laugh as you and Matt exchanged guilty glances. These people's outrage seemed genuinely performative. Little did you know that while you snickered, Niffty, the hyperactive maid, peeked in through a crack in the door. Her shrill voice pierced the air. "Oh my GOSH! We have HUMANS! HUMANSSSS!!!" She darted away to inevitably inform the others. Seconds felt like hours as quiet descended once again. Not long after, the disturbing smell of human waste you left behind brought its own complaints. "Which one of you sweaty assholes decided to breed the fuckin' bog of eternal stench in the bathroom?" spat Angel Dust, revolted. "Damn it, now I have to deal with this shit smell!" Husk chimed in, his voice surly as ever. More footsteps, more voices, until finally, the door burst open. "We've got intruders!" Angel Dust hollered as he spotted both you and Matt. Demonic figures piled in, faces stern and not too pleased. Confusion quickly melded with hostility, and before you knew it, someone murmured ceremoniously. Electric energy surged through the air, bright sparks illuminating the room as Alastor, the Radio Demon, stepped forward. "You outliers need correction," he intoned with a sinister glee. Before you could react or beg, a devastating force swirled around you, tearing at your very existence. You screamed, Matt at your side, as pain overwhelmed every nerve. Darkness slipped over your consciousness. When your eyes fluttered open again, the red hues of Pentagram City greeted you. Once-humans, now demons, you looked at one another with realization dawning. "Guess we're stuck now," you muttered, feeling the guilt and consequences settle in your core. As you made your way back to the Hazbin Hotel, hoping for redemption, you were welcomed by a warm smile from Charlie Morningstar. Your path to rehabilitation had just begun, and hope had not yet extinguished on your desire to one day reach Heaven. Even in Hell, redemption was possible, as you would prove, supporting one another through your newfound journey among the demons.
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