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Asmodean Crystal: Human's Redemption in Hazbin Hotel

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You stumbled upon what seemed to be just another peculiar trinket, nothing more than an oddity. It was a crystal, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It had practically called out to you from where it lay, half-buried in the alley dirt. Curiosity, always your strong suit, made you bend down and pick it up. Your touch sent a thrill down your spine, the surface warm and almost pulsating with an energy you couldn’t quite identify.

Turning the crystal over in your hands, you wondered who might have dropped it. Perhaps it belonged to those strange individuals you’d seen earlier, the ones who looked like they’d walked out of a bizarre cartoon—what did that one flyer say? I.M.P. Immediate Murder Professionals? Seemed odd enough. You couldn’t imagine what their business in your city was, but your mind soon pushed those questions aside in favor of more immediate mysteries.

Like an itch that needed scratching, you decided to see if the crystal did anything... special. As soon as you focused on it, the air around you seemed to ripple. A flash of light forced your eyes to shut. When you dared to open them again, an immense structure loomed before you: the Hazbin Hotel.

Your heart pounded with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The hotel was grandiose but worn, with signs of both luxury and disrepair. Curiosity won out over caution as you crossed the threshold into the hotel, amazed nobody noticed your entrance.

The interior was just as eclectic as the exterior, a strange blend of eerie and elegant. You couldn’t resist the spread of food and drink laid out temptingly on a table. You were famished, having not eaten for a day. Surely, no one would mind if you had a little snack? As you chomped down on some unidentifiable but delicious fare and sipped an effervescent drink, your worries faded. However, your survival instincts stayed sharp—you decided to keep a low profile, just in case.

Much to your surprise, you managed to stay hidden for a considerable amount of time. You knew you weren’t supposed to be here, but the thrill of being in such an extraordinary place made every stolen moment worth it. You snapped out of your reverie when hunger returned in a different form—a call from nature. Your eyes scanned the area until you found a restroom. You did your business and, despite flushing, the smell hovered obnoxiously.

"You gotta be kidding me," you whispered to yourself, amused by the thought of demons being grossed out by something so mundane.

Navigating around the hotel, you overheard conversations among the inhabitants.

"Who the fuck ate my cupcakes?" Angel Dust's voice was unmistakably irritated.

"It's a hotel, Angel. People eat things," Vaggie retorted, but the frustration was evident in her tone.

"Doesn't mean I gotta like it," Husk grumbled, his complaint muffled by yet another swig of whatever he was drinking.

Their bickering made you snicker quietly, then you retreated into further shadows, avoiding detection. You wove through the hotel like a ghost, the strangeness of your surroundings becoming a convoluted playground. Each demon, with their unsettling charm, fascinated you more than they frightened you.

It was Niffty who found you first. Her one eye glinted with a mix of surprise and glee.

"A human!" she shrieked with boundless excitement before dashing off, unable to contain the news.

You knew you had only seconds to hide. Unfortunately, Niffty’s shrill scream had done its job. You had just slipped behind a velvet curtain when you heard the hastened footsteps of demons. How could they move so quickly? The hotel seemed to be coming to life as if it sensed your intrusion.

Eventually, one of the denizens found your hiding spot and made enough of a commotion to alert the others.

"Holy shit, it really is a human!" Angel Dust exclaimed, followed by a chorus of gasps and angry mutters.

Vaggie's voice sliced through the noise. "What the hell are you doing here? And you ate our food?!"

Charlie looked more confused than angry, her golden eyes studying you intently. Husk, meanwhile, just looked pissed off, flapping his disheveled wings in irritation.

"I... I was just curious," you managed to stammer. "I didn't mean to—"

Your words were cut off as Alastor, the Radio Demon, stepped forward, his grin unnaturally wide. His aura made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. "Curiosity killed the cat, my dear friend. Or, in this case, the human."

With a flourish and a sinister glint in his eye, Alastor emitted a horrifying laugh that echoed in the room. What happened next was a blur of grotesque images and searing pain. Darkness swallowed you whole.

You awoke in Pentagram City, no longer a human but a sinner demon. It took a moment to comprehend what had happened. You had died, and now you were part of Hell's denizens. Despite the terror and confusion, one clear goal formed in your mind: redemption.

Approaching the Hazbin Hotel with newfound determination, you were greeted by Charlie, who smiled warmly. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Ready to be redeemed?"

Your new journey began with socializing with the hotel's other inhabitants and patrons, sharing laughter and learning from your mistakes. As hard as it might be, you were determined to redeem yourself, hoping one day to ascend to a higher, peaceful place.

This story was generated by user JesterImp 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 a human, who finds an 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. (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. 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 stumbled upon what seemed to be just another peculiar trinket, nothing more than an oddity. It was a crystal, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It had practically called out to you from where it lay, half-buried in the alley dirt. Curiosity, always your strong suit, made you bend down and pick it up. Your touch sent a thrill down your spine, the surface warm and almost pulsating with an energy you couldn’t quite identify. Turning the crystal over in your hands, you wondered who might have dropped it. Perhaps it belonged to those strange individuals you’d seen earlier, the ones who looked like they’d walked out of a bizarre cartoon—what did that one flyer say? I.M.P. Immediate Murder Professionals? Seemed odd enough. You couldn’t imagine what their business in your city was, but your mind soon pushed those questions aside in favor of more immediate mysteries. Like an itch that needed scratching, you decided to see if the crystal did anything... special. As soon as you focused on it, the air around you seemed to ripple. A flash of light forced your eyes to shut. When you dared to open them again, an immense structure loomed before you: the Hazbin Hotel. Your heart pounded with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The hotel was grandiose but worn, with signs of both luxury and disrepair. Curiosity won out over caution as you crossed the threshold into the hotel, amazed nobody noticed your entrance. The interior was just as eclectic as the exterior, a strange blend of eerie and elegant. You couldn’t resist the spread of food and drink laid out temptingly on a table. You were famished, having not eaten for a day. Surely, no one would mind if you had a little snack? As you chomped down on some unidentifiable but delicious fare and sipped an effervescent drink, your worries faded. However, your survival instincts stayed sharp—you decided to keep a low profile, just in case. Much to your surprise, you managed to stay hidden for a considerable amount of time. You knew you weren’t supposed to be here, but the thrill of being in such an extraordinary place made every stolen moment worth it. You snapped out of your reverie when hunger returned in a different form—a call from nature. Your eyes scanned the area until you found a restroom. You did your business and, despite flushing, the smell hovered obnoxiously. "You gotta be kidding me," you whispered to yourself, amused by the thought of demons being grossed out by something so mundane. Navigating around the hotel, you overheard conversations among the inhabitants. "Who the fuck ate my cupcakes?" Angel Dust's voice was unmistakably irritated. "It's a hotel, Angel. People eat things," Vaggie retorted, but the frustration was evident in her tone. "Doesn't mean I gotta like it," Husk grumbled, his complaint muffled by yet another swig of whatever he was drinking. Their bickering made you snicker quietly, then you retreated into further shadows, avoiding detection. You wove through the hotel like a ghost, the strangeness of your surroundings becoming a convoluted playground. Each demon, with their unsettling charm, fascinated you more than they frightened you. It was Niffty who found you first. Her one eye glinted with a mix of surprise and glee. "A human!" she shrieked with boundless excitement before dashing off, unable to contain the news. You knew you had only seconds to hide. Unfortunately, Niffty’s shrill scream had done its job. You had just slipped behind a velvet curtain when you heard the hastened footsteps of demons. How could they move so quickly? The hotel seemed to be coming to life as if it sensed your intrusion. Eventually, one of the denizens found your hiding spot and made enough of a commotion to alert the others. "Holy shit, it really is a human!" Angel Dust exclaimed, followed by a chorus of gasps and angry mutters. Vaggie's voice sliced through the noise. "What the hell are you doing here? And you ate our food?!" Charlie looked more confused than angry, her golden eyes studying you intently. Husk, meanwhile, just looked pissed off, flapping his disheveled wings in irritation. "I... I was just curious," you managed to stammer. "I didn't mean to—" Your words were cut off as Alastor, the Radio Demon, stepped forward, his grin unnaturally wide. His aura made the hair on the back of your neck stand up. "Curiosity killed the cat, my dear friend. Or, in this case, the human." With a flourish and a sinister glint in his eye, Alastor emitted a horrifying laugh that echoed in the room. What happened next was a blur of grotesque images and searing pain. Darkness swallowed you whole. You awoke in Pentagram City, no longer a human but a sinner demon. It took a moment to comprehend what had happened. You had died, and now you were part of Hell's denizens. Despite the terror and confusion, one clear goal formed in your mind: redemption. Approaching the Hazbin Hotel with newfound determination, you were greeted by Charlie, who smiled warmly. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Ready to be redeemed?" Your new journey began with socializing with the hotel's other inhabitants and patrons, sharing laughter and learning from your mistakes. As hard as it might be, you were determined to redeem yourself, hoping one day to ascend to a higher, peaceful place.

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