Curiosity's Curse: Human's Crystal Adventure in Hazbin Hotel
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You had always been one to claim that curiosity was your biggest flaw. Some might call it a thirst for knowledge, but in your case, it seemed to get you into more trouble than it was worth. Take this latest turn of events, for example: finding a strange, glowing crystal while out for a stroll. You had no way of knowing where it came from or what it did. How could you? But you did know one thing: you had to find out what it was.
It thrilled you the first time you held the Asmodean Crystal in your hands. It pulsated with an energy that made your heart race, sparking an innocent curiosity that overpowered any sense of caution. With a hopeful grin, you muttered, “I wonder what happens if I just…” Your voice trailed off as you rubbed the crystal, and just as the words left your lips, the world around you twisted.
A portal gaped open in front of you, swirling with dark energy that shouldn't exist on this earthly plane. Yet, there it was, real as anything. Before you could second-guess your actions, you stepped through, propelled by the irresistible force of curiosity.
The moment you set foot in Hell, the sulfurous scent hit you like a punch to the gut. You coughed and looked around in awe at the ominous buildings and daunting atmosphere. The portal spat you out right in front of a grand but foreboding structure: the Hazbin Hotel.
A sudden wave of hunger and thirst gripped you, and you found yourself pushing open the front doors without a second thought. To your relief and amazement, the lounge was empty. You skirted around the ostentatious furniture and paintings to the array of food laid out on a table as though it had been waiting just for you. After quickly scarfing down some sandwiches and gulping from a bottle of water, you felt rejuvenated and guilty, but mostly just curious about what lay beyond the doors and halls.
As hours turned into days, you quietly moved through the hotel, learning to navigate its eerie corridors and avoid its daunting occupants. There was Charlie Morningstar, tall and imposing, her golden eyes practically glowing as she tried to maintain a hopeful demeanor. Vaggie, her girlfriend and manager, who seemed to always have an edge of frustration about her. Angel Dust, an extravagantly tall demon with a filthy mouth and a knack for causing trouble. There was Alastor, whose smile never wavered but was more disturbing than reassuring, and the others, each one making you question your audacious decision to enter this place.
One night, after lingering too long, your bladder got the better of you, forcing you to sneak into a restroom. The sense of urgency from your need dissipated as you fulfilled your body's demands, but the potent odor made you cringe and hurry out before anyone could notice.
“Who the f*** clogged the toilet!?” Vaggie's voice echoed down the hallway, sharp and angry.
“No clue, babes, but it's rank!” Angel Dust's voice followed with less concern, but with unmistakable disgust.
You barely managed to stifle a laugh and your sense of relief while fear of discovery kept you moving.
Though you avoided direct confrontation quite well for weeks, your luck eventually ran out. Niffty, the petite and hyperactive cyclops-like demon, found you scavenging for food one evening.
“Oh my GOSH!” she squealed excitedly. “There’s a human in the hotel!” Before you knew it, she darted off, giggling and wide-eyed, likely to inform the others.
Though you hid yourself better than you thought possible, it was only a matter of time before another occupant found you. It was Alastor who finally cornered you, his grin stretching unnervingly as he called out, “Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb, perhaps?”
The other residents soon surrounded you, curiosity and menace radiating from each of them. Before you could plead your case, everything blurred into a frenzy of pain and chaos.
---
You never expected to manifest again, let alone in the middle of a twisted metropolis known as Pentagram City. It took a moment to realize you were now one of them—a sinner demon, your humanity stripped away as a result of your trespass.
Still driven by that same unquenchable curiosity, now mixed with the longing for atonement, you made your way back to the Hazbin Hotel. This time, you were greeted by a more welcoming Charlie Morningstar.
“Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" Charlie's smile radiated as she took in your new demonic form. "Here, we aim to help souls find their redemption.”
You nodded, a mixture of shame and determination in your otherworldly eyes. Perhaps now, you could start again, this time with the hope of one day making it to Heaven and becoming a saint angel. You joined the other patrons, sharing tales and making efforts to rehabilitate one another.
As you began your journey of redemption, you marveled again at how one crystal's allure had changed your life, and maybe, just maybe, you would find forgiveness and grace at last.
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 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. 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, while not knowing 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 had always been one to claim that curiosity was your biggest flaw. Some might call it a thirst for knowledge, but in your case, it seemed to get you into more trouble than it was worth. Take this latest turn of events, for example: finding a strange, glowing crystal while out for a stroll. You had no way of knowing where it came from or what it did. How could you? But you did know one thing: you had to find out what it was. It thrilled you the first time you held the Asmodean Crystal in your hands. It pulsated with an energy that made your heart race, sparking an innocent curiosity that overpowered any sense of caution. With a hopeful grin, you muttered, “I wonder what happens if I just…” Your voice trailed off as you rubbed the crystal, and just as the words left your lips, the world around you twisted. A portal gaped open in front of you, swirling with dark energy that shouldn't exist on this earthly plane. Yet, there it was, real as anything. Before you could second-guess your actions, you stepped through, propelled by the irresistible force of curiosity. The moment you set foot in Hell, the sulfurous scent hit you like a punch to the gut. You coughed and looked around in awe at the ominous buildings and daunting atmosphere. The portal spat you out right in front of a grand but foreboding structure: the Hazbin Hotel. A sudden wave of hunger and thirst gripped you, and you found yourself pushing open the front doors without a second thought. To your relief and amazement, the lounge was empty. You skirted around the ostentatious furniture and paintings to the array of food laid out on a table as though it had been waiting just for you. After quickly scarfing down some sandwiches and gulping from a bottle of water, you felt rejuvenated and guilty, but mostly just curious about what lay beyond the doors and halls. As hours turned into days, you quietly moved through the hotel, learning to navigate its eerie corridors and avoid its daunting occupants. There was Charlie Morningstar, tall and imposing, her golden eyes practically glowing as she tried to maintain a hopeful demeanor. Vaggie, her girlfriend and manager, who seemed to always have an edge of frustration about her. Angel Dust, an extravagantly tall demon with a filthy mouth and a knack for causing trouble. There was Alastor, whose smile never wavered but was more disturbing than reassuring, and the others, each one making you question your audacious decision to enter this place. One night, after lingering too long, your bladder got the better of you, forcing you to sneak into a restroom. The sense of urgency from your need dissipated as you fulfilled your body's demands, but the potent odor made you cringe and hurry out before anyone could notice. “Who the f*** clogged the toilet!?” Vaggie's voice echoed down the hallway, sharp and angry. “No clue, babes, but it's rank!” Angel Dust's voice followed with less concern, but with unmistakable disgust. You barely managed to stifle a laugh and your sense of relief while fear of discovery kept you moving. Though you avoided direct confrontation quite well for weeks, your luck eventually ran out. Niffty, the petite and hyperactive cyclops-like demon, found you scavenging for food one evening. “Oh my GOSH!” she squealed excitedly. “There’s a human in the hotel!” Before you knew it, she darted off, giggling and wide-eyed, likely to inform the others. Though you hid yourself better than you thought possible, it was only a matter of time before another occupant found you. It was Alastor who finally cornered you, his grin stretching unnervingly as he called out, “Well, well, what do we have here? A little lost lamb, perhaps?” The other residents soon surrounded you, curiosity and menace radiating from each of them. Before you could plead your case, everything blurred into a frenzy of pain and chaos. --- You never expected to manifest again, let alone in the middle of a twisted metropolis known as Pentagram City. It took a moment to realize you were now one of them—a sinner demon, your humanity stripped away as a result of your trespass. Still driven by that same unquenchable curiosity, now mixed with the longing for atonement, you made your way back to the Hazbin Hotel. This time, you were greeted by a more welcoming Charlie Morningstar. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" Charlie's smile radiated as she took in your new demonic form. "Here, we aim to help souls find their redemption.” You nodded, a mixture of shame and determination in your otherworldly eyes. Perhaps now, you could start again, this time with the hope of one day making it to Heaven and becoming a saint angel. You joined the other patrons, sharing tales and making efforts to rehabilitate one another. As you began your journey of redemption, you marveled again at how one crystal's allure had changed your life, and maybe, just maybe, you would find forgiveness and grace at last.
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