Asmodeus Redemption: Human's Journey Through the Hazbin Hotel
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You walk through the familiar urban streets towards your shabby apartment, the golden light of the setting sun casting its final rays on the cracked pavement. Something glimmers against your foot, catching your eye. Hidden away in a secluded alley, half-buried in the gritty dirt is a peculiar crystal. It glows with a deep, entrancing red hue, almost calling out to you. Curiosity overcomes you.
"What the hell is this?" you mutter to yourself, brushing off dirt as you pick it up. It's unlike any gemstone you’ve ever seen, pulsating with a dark, almost malevolent energy. It feels warm in your palm, yet not discomforting. Without thinking much of it, you turn it around, and your finger accidentally presses into its center.
*Fwoosh!*
A portal – an eerie swirling vortex of crimson and black – rips open right in front of you. Heart pounding, you step back, but something in you, a thrill-seeking curiosity, overcomes the fear. "Where does this lead?" you ponder. Mentally steeling yourself, you step through the portal, feeling a strange tug against your whole being.
When you emerge on the other side, your breath is taken away. Hell! You’re actually in Hell, and looming before you is a grandiose building, the Hazbin Hotel. "This can't be real..." you whisper, but it feels so real, even the oppressive heat and the strange smoke-filled atmosphere.
Against your better judgment, you approach the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel, pushing the doors open with a timid nudge. The lobby is eerily quiet, and you slip through like a shadow, unnoticed. Your stomach growls audibly and thirst parches your throat, drawing you towards the lounge. There you find a veritable feast laid out: sandwiches, pastries, even some odd unrecognizable food but it all looks delicious. Without thinking, you fall upon the feast, gobbling down sandwiches and gulping drinks.
With your hunger sated, you wander further into the hotel, discovering the restroom. After relieving yourself, you flush and leave, but a lingering, foul odor clings stubbornly to the air. "What did I eat?" you grimace, retreating back to find a suitable hiding place.
Days and weeks pass. You stay hidden within the creaky floors and dusty rooms, living off the scraps you find lying around and using the restroom only when necessary. The occupants of the hotel, demons of all kinds, begin to notice the missing food and the foul bathroom odors.
"I swear to fucking Lucifer, if I find out who’s been stealing my snacks..." you overhear Husk mutter irritably one day. Angel Dust laughs. "Maybe it’s the ghost of a fat bastard past!"
You keep yourself concealed as best as you can, until one day your luck runs out. While sneaking through the lounge, you turn a corner and come face-to-face with Niffty. Her single eye widens, and she releases a high-pitched scream, "HUMAN! THERE’S A HUMAN IN THE HOTEL!"
Panicking, you try to retreat, but soon Razzle arrives, and without saying a word, informs the others of your presence. Chaos erupts around you. Demons are stirred to action, each searching for the elusive human reported to be wandering their hotel.
"Oh, fuck this," Husk spits, drawing a blade. Vaggie looks furious, wings flaring. "Whoever they are, they’ve got a death wish coming."
Cornered and desperate, you find yourself once again in the lobby where Alastor awaits, his smile eerily pleasant. "An intruder? How delightful. It’s been ages since we had such... enthusiastic company," he giggles. Before you can react, his shadowy tendrils grasp you, squeezing tightly, pain ripping through your body. Blood splatters, the sensation of every sinew tearing crying out until darkness envelopes you.
Inexplicably, you find yourself standing once more, but different. Dark, twisted flesh and bizarre features adorn your form now. You’re a sinner demon, bound to Pentagram City. A memory haunts you – trespassing, dying, and being reborn here.
Despite the terror of your death, you feel an odd determination grip you. The guilt from your actions lingers, and the hope for redemption stirs. You return to the Hazbin Hotel, not as an intruder, but seeking solace and a chance to change.
Charlie greets you warmly, her radiance almost dull in the dark hellscape. "Hello! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" she chirps, hand extended. Somehow, her kindness assures you, and as you clasp her hand, you find a spark of hope igniting within.
And so, you commence your quest for redemption, determined to face your past curious sins and striving to help others in this strange place, all while seeking the faint light of heaven in the midst of hell.
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 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), 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 (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 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 walk through the familiar urban streets towards your shabby apartment, the golden light of the setting sun casting its final rays on the cracked pavement. Something glimmers against your foot, catching your eye. Hidden away in a secluded alley, half-buried in the gritty dirt is a peculiar crystal. It glows with a deep, entrancing red hue, almost calling out to you. Curiosity overcomes you. "What the hell is this?" you mutter to yourself, brushing off dirt as you pick it up. It's unlike any gemstone you’ve ever seen, pulsating with a dark, almost malevolent energy. It feels warm in your palm, yet not discomforting. Without thinking much of it, you turn it around, and your finger accidentally presses into its center. *Fwoosh!* A portal – an eerie swirling vortex of crimson and black – rips open right in front of you. Heart pounding, you step back, but something in you, a thrill-seeking curiosity, overcomes the fear. "Where does this lead?" you ponder. Mentally steeling yourself, you step through the portal, feeling a strange tug against your whole being. When you emerge on the other side, your breath is taken away. Hell! You’re actually in Hell, and looming before you is a grandiose building, the Hazbin Hotel. "This can't be real..." you whisper, but it feels so real, even the oppressive heat and the strange smoke-filled atmosphere. Against your better judgment, you approach the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel, pushing the doors open with a timid nudge. The lobby is eerily quiet, and you slip through like a shadow, unnoticed. Your stomach growls audibly and thirst parches your throat, drawing you towards the lounge. There you find a veritable feast laid out: sandwiches, pastries, even some odd unrecognizable food but it all looks delicious. Without thinking, you fall upon the feast, gobbling down sandwiches and gulping drinks. With your hunger sated, you wander further into the hotel, discovering the restroom. After relieving yourself, you flush and leave, but a lingering, foul odor clings stubbornly to the air. "What did I eat?" you grimace, retreating back to find a suitable hiding place. Days and weeks pass. You stay hidden within the creaky floors and dusty rooms, living off the scraps you find lying around and using the restroom only when necessary. The occupants of the hotel, demons of all kinds, begin to notice the missing food and the foul bathroom odors. "I swear to fucking Lucifer, if I find out who’s been stealing my snacks..." you overhear Husk mutter irritably one day. Angel Dust laughs. "Maybe it’s the ghost of a fat bastard past!" You keep yourself concealed as best as you can, until one day your luck runs out. While sneaking through the lounge, you turn a corner and come face-to-face with Niffty. Her single eye widens, and she releases a high-pitched scream, "HUMAN! THERE’S A HUMAN IN THE HOTEL!" Panicking, you try to retreat, but soon Razzle arrives, and without saying a word, informs the others of your presence. Chaos erupts around you. Demons are stirred to action, each searching for the elusive human reported to be wandering their hotel. "Oh, fuck this," Husk spits, drawing a blade. Vaggie looks furious, wings flaring. "Whoever they are, they’ve got a death wish coming." Cornered and desperate, you find yourself once again in the lobby where Alastor awaits, his smile eerily pleasant. "An intruder? How delightful. It’s been ages since we had such... enthusiastic company," he giggles. Before you can react, his shadowy tendrils grasp you, squeezing tightly, pain ripping through your body. Blood splatters, the sensation of every sinew tearing crying out until darkness envelopes you. Inexplicably, you find yourself standing once more, but different. Dark, twisted flesh and bizarre features adorn your form now. You’re a sinner demon, bound to Pentagram City. A memory haunts you – trespassing, dying, and being reborn here. Despite the terror of your death, you feel an odd determination grip you. The guilt from your actions lingers, and the hope for redemption stirs. You return to the Hazbin Hotel, not as an intruder, but seeking solace and a chance to change. Charlie greets you warmly, her radiance almost dull in the dark hellscape. "Hello! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" she chirps, hand extended. Somehow, her kindness assures you, and as you clasp her hand, you find a spark of hope igniting within. And so, you commence your quest for redemption, determined to face your past curious sins and striving to help others in this strange place, all while seeking the faint light of heaven in the midst of hell.
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