Curiosity's Redemption: Human's Journey through the Hazbin Hotel
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### A Curious Trip to the Hazbin Hotel
"Okay, let's see what this thing really does," you murmur under your breath as you hold the unusually vibrant Asmodean Crystal in your hand. You had found it glimmering among the underbrush while walking through the park—fluttering lights caught your eye. Curiosity tingled your senses, and before you knew it, you pocketed the mysterious stone.
Back at home, you turn the crystal over, finding its myriad of shimmering facets mesmerizing. You’ve always had an insatiable curiosity. This isn't something you can ignore. Tentatively, you whisper, "Activate," feeling a bit silly but you don't know why. Suddenly, a vortex of energy swirls open before you, your living room vanishing into an endless tunnel of fire and shadow.
"Where the heck am I?" you gasp, quite literally, as you step through the portal and find yourself standing in the middle of a hotel lobby. Of course, it’s not just any hotel. The air is thick, warm, and shimmered with a reddish hue as if sunset had taken a permanent residence. Above you, a grand sign gleams, spelling out: Hazbin Hotel.
"No way...," you mutter, glancing around. Curiosity and awe drive your steps forward as you take in the lavish and decadent surroundings. The hotel seems quiet for now. No one appears to have noticed you stepping through the portal.
A slight rumble reminds you of your hunger. Wandering further into the depths of the hotel, you find a lounge area. A lavish spread of food and drink offers itself to you with open arms. "Just a bite. They won’t mind," you reassure yourself. Besides, whoever stayed here probably had plenty to share.
You grab some food—pastries, fruit, and whatever that crimson drink is—and dig in with enthusiasm. The richness of it all tingles your taste buds, a luxury you've never quite experienced.
However, paranoia starts seeping in. You didn't belong here, and your human senses are on high alert. Instinct leads you to quickly finish and hide, creeping into the shadows and slipping into a bathroom. You've been holding your bladder since you arrived; who knew portals could affect the need for a bathroom!
After nature calls, you flush and realize the slightly foul smell still lingers despite your quick escape. "Oh man," you grip the sink. You better find a place to hide.
Voices carry through the walls. They're getting closer. "Alright, fuck, who ate my pastries?" growled a voice you recognize as Angel Dust. "I was saving those for an after-deal snack!"
"Calm down, Angel. Maybe Husk ate them," Vaggie said, her tone heavy with irritation.
"I didn't fucking touch your food!" Husk retorted, grumpiness palpable. "But someone did take a goddamn dump in here." You hold your breath as you hear them sniff the air. "And who the hell neglected to air this place out?"
"Gross," Niffty's sweet yet disapproving voice chimed in, "some people have no manners."
You remain petrified, hiding in what seems to be a supply closet for now, always narrowly avoiding the demons who talk about you as if you were an elusive ghost causing trouble. Days stretch on, and moving from shadows to darkness becomes your routine.
One fateful day, you're foraging again when you hear a high-pitched, "Oh my gosh!! A human!!!" A small, one-eyed demon runs off, her legs moving faster than you thought possible. "Charlie! Look!"
Knowing that your cover is likely blown, you attempt to make a run for it. Unfortunately, too late, you hear the echoes of incoming footsteps. "Get them!" someone roars, a voice that pricks your ears with dread.
You find yourself surrounded by the hotel’s denizens, with Alastor at the forefront, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "Well well! A little intruder in our midst! How deliciously unfortunate for you," he says, his grin widening ominously.
Before you can utter a word of explanation, darkness, black magic swirls around you, tendrils of pain weaving into your very being. Agony beyond measure envelops you, and Alastor’s laughter is the last sound you hear as a human.
When you reawaken, you find Pentagram City before you, Hell's dark beauty overwhelming. "Guess I’m a sinner now," you whisper to no one in particular. "It didn't even mean to trespass."
Hope remains a flickering flame within you. Maybe, just maybe, there’s still a chance for redemption. You find yourself once again at the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel. This time, Charlie herself stands before you, her warm smile welcoming.
"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. We aim to rehabilitate," she says, her voice genuinely kind. "I hope you’re ready to work toward a better future."
"Yeah," you nod, determined. Anything to rid the stain of your trespass and move toward the light. "Now or never."
And so, your effort to redeem yourself begins, integrating into the strange family of demons, who may not yet know the former human now striving within their ranks, hoping for Heaven’s acceptance once more.
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 (he wrongly believes no one will mind this), since he/she is both hungry and thirsty (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). The human 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 and complains about that awful smell coming from the restroom (despite the human having already flushed the toilet, the smell still lingers), while they do not know 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/her 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) either through black magic or cannibalism. After the human's death, the human then manifests 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: ### A Curious Trip to the Hazbin Hotel "Okay, let's see what this thing really does," you murmur under your breath as you hold the unusually vibrant Asmodean Crystal in your hand. You had found it glimmering among the underbrush while walking through the park—fluttering lights caught your eye. Curiosity tingled your senses, and before you knew it, you pocketed the mysterious stone. Back at home, you turn the crystal over, finding its myriad of shimmering facets mesmerizing. You’ve always had an insatiable curiosity. This isn't something you can ignore. Tentatively, you whisper, "Activate," feeling a bit silly but you don't know why. Suddenly, a vortex of energy swirls open before you, your living room vanishing into an endless tunnel of fire and shadow. "Where the hell am I?" you gasp, quite literally, as you step through the portal and find yourself standing in the middle of a hotel lobby. Of course, it’s not just any hotel. The air is thick, warm, and shimmered with a reddish hue as if sunset had taken a permanent residence. Above you, a grand sign gleams, spelling out: Hazbin Hotel. "No way...," you mutter, glancing around. Curiosity and awe drive your steps forward as you take in the lavish and decadent surroundings. The hotel seems quiet for now. No one appears to have noticed you stepping through the portal. A slight rumble reminds you of your hunger. Wandering further into the depths of the hotel, you find a lounge area. A lavish spread of food and drink offers itself to you with open arms. "Just a bite. They won’t mind," you reassure yourself. Besides, whoever stayed here probably had plenty to share. You grab some food—pastries, fruit, and whatever that crimson drink is—and dig in with enthusiasm. The richness of it all tingles your taste buds, a luxury you've never quite experienced. However, paranoia starts seeping in. You didn't belong here, and your human senses are on high alert. Instinct leads you to quickly finish and hide, creeping into the shadows and slipping into a bathroom. You've been holding your bladder since you arrived; who knew portals could affect the need for a bathroom! After nature calls, you flush and realize the slightly foul smell still lingers despite your quick escape. "Shit," you grip the sink. You better find a place to hide. Voices carry through the walls. They're getting closer. "Alright, fuck, who ate my pastries?" growled a voice you recognize as Angel Dust. "I was saving those for an after-deal snack!" "Calm down, Angel. Maybe Husk ate them," Vaggie said, her tone heavy with irritation. "I didn't fucking touch your food!" Husk retorted, grumpiness palpable. "But someone did take a goddamn dump in here." You hold your breath as you hear them sniff the air. "And who the hell neglected to air this place out?" "Gross," Niffty's sweet yet disapproving voice chimed in, "some people have no manners." You remain petrified, hiding in what seems to be a supply closet for now, always narrowly avoiding the demons who talk about you as if you were an elusive ghost causing trouble. Days stretch on, and moving from shadows to darkness becomes your routine. One fateful day, you're foraging again when you hear a high-pitched, "Oh my gosh!! A human!!!" A small, one-eyed demon runs off, her legs moving faster than you thought possible. "Charlie! Look!" Knowing that your cover is likely blown, you attempt to make a run for it. Unfortunately, too late, you hear the echoes of incoming footsteps. "Get them!" someone roars, a voice that pricks your ears with dread. You find yourself surrounded by the hotel’s denizens, with Alastor at the forefront, his eyes gleaming with sadistic delight. "Well well! A little intruder in our midst! How deliciously unfortunate for you," he says, his grin widening ominously. Before you can utter a word of explanation, darkness, black magic swirls around you, tendrils of pain weaving into your very being. Agony beyond measure envelops you, and Alastor’s laughter is the last sound you hear as a human. When you reawaken, you find Pentagram City before you, Hell's dark beauty overwhelming. "Guess I’m a sinner now," you whisper to no one in particular. "It didn't even mean to trespass." Hope remains a flickering flame within you. Maybe, just maybe, there’s still a chance for redemption. You find yourself once again at the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel. This time, Charlie herself stands before you, her warm smile welcoming. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. We aim to rehabilitate," she says, her voice genuinely kind. "I hope you’re ready to work toward a better future." "Yeah," you nod, determined. Anything to rid the stain of your trespass and move toward the light. "Now or never." And so, your effort to redeem yourself begins, integrating into the strange family of demons, who may not yet know the former human now striving within their ranks, hoping for Heaven’s acceptance once more.
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