Eternity's Redemption: Human's Life in Hazbin Hotel's Hell
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The Asmodean Crystal glints in the slanted evening sunlight, caught half-buried in the dirt of the old alley where you had wandered. Its edges are sharp, glass-like, and colored a mesmerizing shade of crimson. Pure curiosity courses through your veins as you pick it up, marveling at the way the light refracts within its depths. You have no idea what it is, what it does - you only know you are drawn to it.
Turning it over in your hands, you notice strange symbols etched around its surface. When your fingers brush against one in particular, the world around you shudders. A swirling, obsidian portal materializes out of thin air, the alley fading into the background as red and black dominate your vision.
You donât even hesitate before stepping inside. Youâre hungry, thirsty, and the adventure calls to you.
---
When you stumble out the other side, you find yourself standing before an elaborate and grandiose hotel, a golden sign reading "Hazbin Hotel." Without truly understanding, you push open the entrance doors and slip inside, seeking shelter in the strange new place.
The hotel is lavish and surreal, filled with grotesque yet somehow beautiful décor. Unsure where to start, your stomach growls loudly, driving you toward the lounge where alluring scents of food and drink beckon. The lounge itself is ostentatious, gilded and bursting with color, but your focus narrows to a table laden with platters of food and pitchers of drinks.
Throwing caution to the wind, you hastily consume as much as you can manage. Thereâs a comfort in sating your hunger before you retreat to a quiet corner and observe your surroundings.
---
Days pass in a strange blend of fear and fascination as you hide within the Hazbin Hotel. You manage to avoid the demons, using hidden nooks to disguise your presence. However, every now and then you leave evidence of your existence â an empty plate or an odor emanating from restrooms youâve used.
âWho the fuck keeps eating my food?â you hear the venom in Vaggie's voice one morning.
âHeh, relax. It's probably just Huskâs new invisibility trick. He still doesnât know what âmoderationâ means,â Angel Dust sneers.
âLetâs assume anything's edible, then. I might just have a new trick up my sleeveless. And Alastor isn't gonna be happy about the smell in the restroom. Even if he finds you first, weâre all gonna get the brunt of itâŠâ
---
Then, Niffty finds you. You stare wide-eyed at the one-eyed, excitable cyclops as she squeals in excitement.
âOhmygods, a human!! We have an actual human here, this is amazing!â She dashes off before you can shush her, and you hear her call for the others.
Rumors swirl about you among the demons, and it isn't long before you make a desperate dash from a closet, hoping to stay hidden. Your heart races as you take shelter behind thick, velvet curtains.
---
Alastor is the one who finds you.
âWell, well. What do we have here?â He smiles, eyes glinting with an unsettling enthusiasm. âAn intruder in our midst. How delightfully foolish.â
You try to explain, voice caught in the vice of terror, but the Hotelâs Radio Demon is not known for his mercy. His grin doesnât falter as he delivers swift brutality, blood and gore painting the walls in a sickening display.
Death comes swiftly, and with it, your soul is thrust into rebirth through the infernal mechanisms of Hell.
---
You awaken in Pentagram City as a demon, the sights, sounds, and smells of your new form unfamiliar and repulsive. Itâs the weight of your own sins that bears down upon you â hiding, lying, trespassing; theyâve led to this.
Despite the encompassing darkness, hope springs anew within you. With tentative steps, you find your way back to the towering façade of the Hazbin Hotel. The signâs garish glow doesnât inspire fear this time. Instead, it represents a chance at redemption.
You enter once more, met by Charlie Morningstarâs welcoming smile. Her warmth and encouragement provide a beacon in Hellâs unending chaos.
âWelcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Iâm so glad youâve decided to join us. Here, you can start anew and strive for redemption.â
Your new path begins, interacting positively with your fellow patrons and seeking a way to redemption. You start with apologies, genuine connections, and foster hope within your tormented soul. The road is long, but youâve made the first step toward reaching Heavenâs gates.
And, for once, you donât mind that the journey might take an eternity.
This story was generated by user JesterImps2 with assistance by one of OpenAIâs 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 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. 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: The Asmodean Crystal glints in the slanted evening sunlight, caught half-buried in the dirt of the old alley where you had wandered. Its edges are sharp, glass-like, and colored a mesmerizing shade of crimson. Pure curiosity courses through your veins as you pick it up, marveling at the way the light refracts within its depths. You have no idea what it is, what it does - you only know you are drawn to it. Turning it over in your hands, you notice strange symbols etched around its surface. When your fingers brush against one in particular, the world around you shudders. A swirling, obsidian portal materializes out of thin air, the alley fading into the background as red and black dominate your vision. You donât even hesitate before stepping inside. Youâre hungry, thirsty, and the adventure calls to you. --- When you stumble out the other side, you find yourself standing before an elaborate and grandiose hotel, a golden sign reading "Hazbin Hotel." Without truly understanding, you push open the entrance doors and slip inside, seeking shelter in the strange new place. The hotel is lavish and surreal, filled with grotesque yet somehow beautiful dĂ©cor. Unsure where to start, your stomach growls loudly, driving you toward the lounge where alluring scents of food and drink beckon. The lounge itself is ostentatious, gilded and bursting with color, but your focus narrows to a table laden with platters of food and pitchers of drinks. Throwing caution to the wind, you hastily consume as much as you can manage. Thereâs a comfort in sating your hunger before you retreat to a quiet corner and observe your surroundings. --- Days pass in a strange blend of fear and fascination as you hide within the Hazbin Hotel. You manage to avoid the demons, using hidden nooks to disguise your presence. However, every now and then you leave evidence of your existence â an empty plate or an odor emanating from restrooms youâve used. âWho the fuck keeps eating my food?â you hear the venom in Vaggie's voice one morning. âHeh, relax. It's probably just Huskâs new invisibility trick. He still doesnât know what âmoderationâ means,â Angel Dust sneers. âLetâs assume anything's edible, then. I might just have a new trick up my sleeveless. And Alastor isn't gonna be happy about the smell in the restroom. Even if he finds you first, weâre all gonna get the brunt of itâŠâ --- Then, Niffty finds you. You stare wide-eyed at the one-eyed, excitable cyclops as she squeals in excitement. âOhmygods, a human!! We have an actual human here, this is amazing!â She dashes off before you can shush her, and you hear her call for the others. Rumors swirl about you among the demons, and it isn't long before you make a desperate dash from a closet, hoping to stay hidden. Your heart races as you take shelter behind thick, velvet curtains. --- Alastor is the one who finds you. âWell, well. What do we have here?â He smiles, eyes glinting with an unsettling enthusiasm. âAn intruder in our midst. How delightfully foolish.â You try to explain, voice caught in the vice of terror, but the Hotelâs Radio Demon is not known for his mercy. His grin doesnât falter as he delivers swift brutality, blood and gore painting the walls in a sickening display. Death comes swiftly, and with it, your soul is thrust into rebirth through the infernal mechanisms of Hell. --- You awaken in Pentagram City as a demon, the sights, sounds, and smells of your new form unfamiliar and repulsive. Itâs the weight of your own sins that bears down upon you â hiding, lying, trespassing; theyâve led to this. Despite the encompassing darkness, hope springs anew within you. With tentative steps, you find your way back to the towering façade of the Hazbin Hotel. The signâs garish glow doesnât inspire fear this time. Instead, it represents a chance at redemption. You enter once more, met by Charlie Morningstarâs welcoming smile. Her warmth and encouragement provide a beacon in Hellâs unending chaos. âWelcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Iâm so glad youâve decided to join us. Here, you can start anew and strive for redemption.â Your new path begins, interacting positively with your fellow patrons and seeking a way to redemption. You start with apologies, genuine connections, and foster hope within your tormented soul. The road is long, but youâve made the first step toward reaching Heavenâs gates. And, for once, you donât mind that the journey might take an eternity.
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