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### A Stroll Through Hell (POV)

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You and your sibling, Alex, crunched through the dried leaves, the fog of your breath mingling with the mist of the old forest that surrounded your grandparents' land. It was a place of forgotten stories and hidden secrets, thick with the silence of time long past. Your picnic basket swayed gently in your grip, the ham sandwiches inside long forgotten as the peculiar shape of a radiant black crystal caught your eye.

"Wow, take a look at this," you said, bending down. Alex's eyes widened as you held up the Asmodean Crystal, its insides swirling with dark energy in contrast to the dull autumn air.

"Dude, that's... eerie," Alex muttered, reaching out to touch it.

"We should... see what it does, right?" you said, a mix of excitement and caution in your voice.

The moment you said those words, the crystal pulsed with dark energy, a portal cracking open in the air before you. Vortex-like winds sucked up the fallen leaves, revealing an entrance to another world—a world of shadows, strange yet mesmerizing neon lights, and grotesque decorations. The sign above the colossal archway ahead read "Hazbin Hotel."

Before either of you could second-guess your decision, curiosity overwhelmed you both. Hand in hand with Alex, you ventured through the portal into Hell itself.

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Inside, the hotel surpassed any storybook's depiction of the underworld. The exterior loomed above you in a maze of airships, ocean liner remnants, and carousel horses, its bizarre charm drawing your gaze upwards. After moments of awe, you glanced at Alex, both of you echoing, "Let's go inside."

Stepping through the double stained glass doors, you found yourselves in a lounge with furniture scattered haphazardly, paintings ominously askew, yet the grandeur of the place was undeniable. Lavish furniture still gleamed under layers of dust and the faint light of green wood-panelled walls cast eerie shadows.

A table laden with food and drinks beckoned. Your stomach growled, a reminder of the day’s travel. Despite Alex's initial hesitation about the food possibly belonging to someone, you reassured them with your hasty guess that it’s a buffet setup. Hunger triumphed over doubt, and soon you were devouring a slice of pie.

"Who brings pie to Hell?" Alex scoffed between bites.

Moments later, the sounds of the demons’ clamor filled the room from down the hall. You both swiftly concealed yourselves behind a cluster of towering crates.

“Who the fuck ate my food?” Angel Dust's voice rang out, more annoyed than angry.

“Of all things to worry about, really?" Vaggie snarled, skepticism stinging her voice.

Husks’ half-soused grumble added, “I know. But finding one's food untouched is the least one can expect in this shithole.”

Their words earned quiet snickers from you and Alex, despite the underlying guilt.

As time passed, the lack of a bathroom break began gnawing at both of you. You made your way to the hotel's restroom, which, contrary to your expectations, was quite extravagant but still had earthy Hell aura. Doing your business, the unforeseen consequence was the vile odor pervading the hallway despite your efforts to ventilate. Niffty's shrill voice could be heard echoing through the hotel, a comical complaint about the 'God-forsaken stench.'

More muffled laughter bubbled from you and Alex as you returned to your hiding spot.

---

For days you hid, living in the shadows, becoming transient ghosts whispering through the halls until fortune—or misfortune—struck. It was Niffty who stumbled upon you first. Her one cyclopean eye sparkled with excitement as she gave a squeal, dashing off to spread the news.

It wasn't long before the allegations flew - humans in Hell, in the hotel, had astonished the demons. Pockets of rumor quickly transformed into reality as Vaggie’s sharp gaze found you and your sibling.

“Who the absolutely forbidden fuck are you?” Her curses flew in surprise more than rage.

The demons gathered evidence of treachery—eaten food, the noxious odor—it all compiled against you. Angel Dust’s incredulity, Husk’s grudging acceptance of humans' presence, and Vaggie's fierce protective stance toward Charlie created a whirlwind of demon discourse.

Alastor sauntered in sinisterly, delight obvious in his crimson eyes. “Well, well, well. Mortals in my playground. How... deliciously chaotic.”

You felt trapped—no way out. Alastor’s dark magic swirled, and you felt it tear through your mortal form. A searing pain, pitch-black void, and then... nothing.

---

When you blinked next, you were in the streets of Pentagram City. Alex beside you, both of you transformed, marked by sin. No longer human, but demon.

Finding solace nowhere but the Hotel, you entered once more—this time seeking redemption rather than sanctuary. Charlie welcomed you, her hopeful, open smile radiating genuine warmth amidst your new, turbulent afterlife.

You and Alex began the arduous task of proving your worth, seeking grace among Hell’s damned. Bits of laughter and tears, support from charismatic yet broken souls—your journey had only just begun. But even in Hell, there is hope, and now, perhaps, Heaven waits.

---

The splintering stain of sin had marked your existence but within the Hazbin Hotel, the faintest shimmer of redemption sparkled.

This story was generated by user MeganAndy 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 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 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 both humans decided, out of innocent curiosity (with no ill intent), 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 (plus, Alastor doesn't want the humans to spread tales of either Hazbin Hotel or all of Hell's existence)) brutally kills both of the humans (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) either that or through cannibalism (shredding the human duo's flesh 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, although both the sinner demon duo (formerly the human reader and his/her friend or sibling) no longer could come back home on Earth, they both 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, since 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 and be accepted by Heaven so that they both will be converted into saint angels and they both will live forever in peace in the heavenly afterlife. 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 Stroll Through Hell (POV) --- You and your sibling, Alex, crunched through the dried leaves, the fog of your breath mingling with the mist of the old forest that surrounded your grandparents' land. It was a place of forgotten stories and hidden secrets, thick with the silence of time long past. Your picnic basket swayed gently in your grip, the ham sandwiches inside long forgotten as the peculiar shape of a radiant black crystal caught your eye. "Wow, take a look at this," you said, bending down. Alex's eyes widened as you held up the Asmodean Crystal, its insides swirling with dark energy in contrast to the dull autumn air. "Dude, that's... eerie," Alex muttered, reaching out to touch it. "We should... see what it does, right?" you said, a mix of excitement and caution in your voice. The moment you said those words, the crystal pulsed with dark energy, a portal cracking open in the air before you. Vortex-like winds sucked up the fallen leaves, revealing an entrance to another world—a world of shadows, strange yet mesmerizing neon lights, and grotesque decorations. The sign above the colossal archway ahead read "Hazbin Hotel." Before either of you could second-guess your decision, curiosity overwhelmed you both. Hand in hand with Alex, you ventured through the portal into Hell itself. --- Inside, the hotel surpassed any storybook's depiction of the underworld. The exterior loomed above you in a maze of airships, ocean liner remnants, and carousel horses, its bizarre charm drawing your gaze upwards. After moments of awe, you glanced at Alex, both of you echoing, "Let's go inside." Stepping through the double stained glass doors, you found yourselves in a lounge with furniture scattered haphazardly, paintings ominously askew, yet the grandeur of the place was undeniable. Lavish furniture still gleamed under layers of dust and the faint light of green wood-panelled walls cast eerie shadows. A table laden with food and drinks beckoned. Your stomach growled, a reminder of the day’s travel. Despite Alex's initial hesitation about the food possibly belonging to someone, you reassured them with your hasty guess that it’s a buffet setup. Hunger triumphed over doubt, and soon you were devouring a slice of pie. "Who brings pie to Hell?" Alex scoffed between bites. Moments later, the sounds of the demons’ clamor filled the room from down the hall. You both swiftly concealed yourselves behind a cluster of towering crates. “Who the fuck ate my food?” Angel Dust's voice rang out, more annoyed than angry. “Of all things to worry about, really?" Vaggie snarled, skepticism stinging her voice. Husks’ half-soused grumble added, “I know. But finding one's food untouched is the least one can expect in this shithole.” Their words earned quiet snickers from you and Alex, despite the underlying guilt. As time passed, the lack of a bathroom break began gnawing at both of you. You made your way to the hotel's restroom, which, contrary to your expectations, was quite extravagant but still had earthy Hell aura. Doing your business, the unforeseen consequence was the vile odor pervading the hallway despite your efforts to ventilate. Niffty's shrill voice could be heard echoing through the hotel, a comical complaint about the 'God-forsaken stench.' More muffled laughter bubbled from you and Alex as you returned to your hiding spot. --- For days you hid, living in the shadows, becoming transient ghosts whispering through the halls until fortune—or misfortune—struck. It was Niffty who stumbled upon you first. Her one cyclopean eye sparkled with excitement as she gave a squeal, dashing off to spread the news. It wasn't long before the allegations flew - humans in Hell, in the hotel, had astonished the demons. Pockets of rumor quickly transformed into reality as Vaggie’s sharp gaze found you and your sibling. “Who the absolutely forbidden fuck are you?” Her curses flew in surprise more than rage. The demons gathered evidence of treachery—eaten food, the noxious odor—it all compiled against you. Angel Dust’s incredulity, Husk’s grudging acceptance of humans' presence, and Vaggie's fierce protective stance toward Charlie created a whirlwind of demon discourse. Alastor sauntered in sinisterly, delight obvious in his crimson eyes. “Well, well, well. Mortals in my playground. How... deliciously chaotic.” You felt trapped—no way out. Alastor’s dark magic swirled, and you felt it tear through your mortal form. A searing pain, pitch-black void, and then... nothing. --- When you blinked next, you were in the streets of Pentagram City. Alex beside you, both of you transformed, marked by sin. No longer human, but demon. Finding solace nowhere but the Hotel, you entered once more—this time seeking redemption rather than sanctuary. Charlie welcomed you, her hopeful, open smile radiating genuine warmth amidst your new, turbulent afterlife. You and Alex began the arduous task of proving your worth, seeking grace among Hell’s damned. Bits of laughter and tears, support from charismatic yet broken souls—your journey had only just begun. But even in Hell, there is hope, and now, perhaps, Heaven waits. --- The splintering stain of sin had marked your existence but within the Hazbin Hotel, the faintest shimmer of redemption sparkled.

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