Portal to Hell: Human's Journey in the Hazbin Hotel
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You spot the crystal glinting in the morning sun, half-buried in the dirt near the sidewalk. It's unusually beautiful, almost hypnotic, and without thinking you pick it up. The minute your fingers grasp its cool surface, you feel a subtle humming, like it’s alive with some kind of power. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you decide to take it home.
After some research, you can't find any information about the crystal. You consider taking it to a museum or maybe some kind of expert, but something just doesn't sit right with you. Sitting alone in your room, you turn the crystal over in your hands, noticing an odd warmth spreading through your fingers. Before you can even think, a swirling vortex of shifting colors opens up in front of you. A portal.
"So what the heck..." you murmur as you take a hesitant step forward.
The moment you step through, the atmosphere changes. You're no longer in your room but standing in front of the grand, eerie structure that matches your wildest dreams and nightmares: the Hazbin Hotel. Despite its creepy and old-world appearance, you can see a sort of broken elegance about it. The signs glowing in gaudy neon lights, the crumbling yet majestic turrets—it’s all too much to take in.
The sensation in your stomach is one of butterflies and dread. But with a breath, you walk toward the entrance, shoving the tented cover aside and entering through the double doors. The lobby sprawls out before you, regal yet abandoned. Lavish furniture, lavish colors, and the strangest collage of decor greet you. No one is in sight.
Tantalizing scents waft from a nearby table laden with food and drinks. You can’t remember the last time you ate, and without a second thought, you go over and begin to sample the spread. A sandwich here, a sip of juice there—it's a feast fit for royalty when you're starved.
You hear voices nearby and quickly hide behind a stack of crates just as they enter the lounge.
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Angel Dust’s grating voice pierces the air. “Someone’s been eating my stuff!”
Vaggie’s eyes dart around, suspicion etched into her features. “I swear, if I find out which one of you assholes took my sandwich, I’m gonna—”
Husk takes a long, disgruntled sip from his flask. “Save it, Vaggie. Too hungover for this shit.”
You stifle a laugh. They’re seriously pissed! Some part of you feels guilty, but the way they argue over the missing food makes you snicker.
Slipping away quietly, you find a bathroom. Relief floods through you as you handle your business, but then it hits you: the demons will definitely smell it. Sure enough, as you sneak back into your hiding spot, you hear the complaints begin.
“What the fuck is that smell?” Angel Dust almost gags.
Vaggie grimaces and covers her nose. “God, seriously? Who the hell smells like a damn sewer?”
“Probably Husk,” Angel says with a smirk.
“Fuck you too,” Husk retorts.
Their bickering is almost too much, and again you suppress a laugh, feeling slightly guilty. But hey, they don’t know you’re here, right?
Days turn into a week. You move from shadow to shadow, unnoticed, but it’s only a matter of time before they're aware of your presence. One afternoon, the unavoidable happens. You bump into Niffty while sneaking through a hallway.
“Oh, hi!” she chirps, her single eye twinkling. “Who are you?”
You freeze. Before you can react, she dashes off to inform the others.
Whispers of a human in the hotel spread like wildfire. You overhear hushed conversations, a mix of disbelief and excitement. Your time is running out.
And sure enough, you’re discovered. Husk spots you as you’re trying to leave the kitchen one late evening.
“There’s the fuckin’ human!” he shouts.
Within moments, you’re surrounded. Angel Dust smirks wickedly, Vaggie looks ready to tear you apart, and Husk… well, he looks like he’d rather be anywhere else but here.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Alastor’s voice is smooth, amused. He steps forward, his eyes gleaming with dark intent.
Panic sets in, and before you can plead, it’s too late. Alastor’s magic grips you, pain exploding behind your eyes. Blood. Darkness. Screams. Your world goes black.
—
When you awaken, you’re no longer human. Your body has transformed, twisted into something sinister. You’re a sinner demon now, standing in the middle of Pentagram City.
You stare at your new form, feeling a wave of despair. But then a spark of hope ignites within you. You remember Charlie Morningstar and what you heard about the Hazbin Hotel’s rehabilitation program. Perhaps, there’s still a chance for redemption.
Walking through the streets of Hell, you make your way back to the Hazbin Hotel. This time, with renewed purpose. Charlie greets you warmly at the entrance.
“Welcome,” she says with a genuine smile. “We’re here to help.”
As you step inside to start your journey of redemption, you can’t help but feel a mixture of trepidation and hope. This time, you’re ready to face whatever comes your way.
This story was generated by user dylan7 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 the 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. Here is what the Hazbin 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, the human finds finds himself/herself in the hotel's lounge room before finding the food and drinks on the table and consumes some of them (he wrongly believes no one will mind this, wrongly believing that the food are for everyone to eat and drink), 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). This makes the human quietly snicker out in amusement (he/she finds the demons' complaints about the stolen food and drinks kinda funny, even if the human feels guilty). The human then felt like he/she had to pee/poop, so he/she 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, which the human doesn'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 having already flushed the toilet, the smell still lingers), while they do not know it was the human who made that smell. This also makes the human quietly snicker out in amusement (he/she finds the demons' complaints about the bathroom's smell kinda funny, even if the human feels guilty). 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 (much to his/her horror) discovered by one of the Hazbin Hotel's occupants, discovered by either Niffty (who would then smile/grin and scream out of excitement to let the other demons know), 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 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, who enjoys chaos such as this) brutally kills the human (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) or cannibalism (devouring/eating the human). 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: You spot the crystal glinting in the morning sun, half-buried in the dirt near the sidewalk. It's unusually beautiful, almost hypnotic, and without thinking you pick it up. The minute your fingers grasp its cool surface, you feel a subtle humming, like it’s alive with some kind of power. Curiosity gets the better of you, and you decide to take it home. After some research, you can't find any information about the crystal. You consider taking it to a museum or maybe some kind of expert, but something just doesn't sit right with you. Sitting alone in your room, you turn the crystal over in your hands, noticing an odd warmth spreading through your fingers. Before you can even think, a swirling vortex of shifting colors opens up in front of you. A portal. "So what the hell..." you murmur as you take a hesitant step forward. The moment you step through, the atmosphere changes. You're no longer in your room but standing in front of the grand, eerie structure that matches your wildest dreams and nightmares: the Hazbin Hotel. Despite its creepy and old-world appearance, you can see a sort of broken elegance about it. The signs glowing in gaudy neon lights, the crumbling yet majestic turrets—it’s all too much to take in. The sensation in your stomach is one of butterflies and dread. But with a breath, you walk toward the entrance, shoving the tented cover aside and entering through the double doors. The lobby sprawls out before you, regal yet abandoned. Lavish furniture, lavish colors, and the strangest collage of decor greet you. No one is in sight. Tantalizing scents waft from a nearby table laden with food and drinks. You can’t remember the last time you ate, and without a second thought, you go over and begin to sample the spread. A sandwich here, a sip of juice there—it's a feast fit for royalty when you're starved. You hear voices nearby and quickly hide behind a stack of crates just as they enter the lounge. “Are you fuckin’ kidding me?” Angel Dust’s grating voice pierces the air. “Someone’s been eating my stuff!” Vaggie’s eyes dart around, suspicion etched into her features. “I swear, if I find out which one of you assholes took my sandwich, I’m gonna—” Husk takes a long, disgruntled sip from his flask. “Save it, Vaggie. Too hungover for this shit.” You stifle a laugh. They’re seriously pissed! Some part of you feels guilty, but the way they argue over the missing food makes you snicker. Slipping away quietly, you find a bathroom. Relief floods through you as you handle your business, but then it hits you: the demons will definitely smell it. Sure enough, as you sneak back into your hiding spot, you hear the complaints begin. “What the fuck is that smell?” Angel Dust almost gags. Vaggie grimaces and covers her nose. “God, seriously? Who the hell smells like a damn sewer?” “Probably Husk,” Angel says with a smirk. “Fuck you too,” Husk retorts. Their bickering is almost too much, and again you suppress a laugh, feeling slightly guilty. But hey, they don’t know you’re here, right? Days turn into a week. You move from shadow to shadow, unnoticed, but it’s only a matter of time before they're aware of your presence. One afternoon, the unavoidable happens. You bump into Niffty while sneaking through a hallway. “Oh, hi!” she chirps, her single eye twinkling. “Who are you?” You freeze. Before you can react, she dashes off to inform the others. Whispers of a human in the hotel spread like wildfire. You overhear hushed conversations, a mix of disbelief and excitement. Your time is running out. And sure enough, you’re discovered. Husk spots you as you’re trying to leave the kitchen one late evening. “There’s the fuckin’ human!” he shouts. Within moments, you’re surrounded. Angel Dust smirks wickedly, Vaggie looks ready to tear you apart, and Husk… well, he looks like he’d rather be anywhere else but here. “Well, well, what do we have here?” Alastor’s voice is smooth, amused. He steps forward, his eyes gleaming with dark intent. Panic sets in, and before you can plead, it’s too late. Alastor’s magic grips you, pain exploding behind your eyes. Blood. Darkness. Screams. Your world goes black. — When you awaken, you’re no longer human. Your body has transformed, twisted into something sinister. You’re a sinner demon now, standing in the middle of Pentagram City. You stare at your new form, feeling a wave of despair. But then a spark of hope ignites within you. You remember Charlie Morningstar and what you heard about the Hazbin Hotel’s rehabilitation program. Perhaps, there’s still a chance for redemption. Walking through the streets of Hell, you make your way back to the Hazbin Hotel. This time, with renewed purpose. Charlie greets you warmly at the entrance. “Welcome,” she says with a genuine smile. “We’re here to help.” As you step inside to start your journey of redemption, you can’t help but feel a mixture of trepidation and hope. This time, you’re ready to face whatever comes your way.
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