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## Transformation of Reality: From Human to Vox

### Chapter 1: The Sudden Shift

You were sitting casually, engrossed in a silly BuzzFeed quiz about which type of pizza you should order tonight. The mundane weight of reality bore down on you like it always did. You let out a sigh, thinking about the unique worlds of animated shows like "Hazbin Hotel" where life seemed chaotic but interesting. A fleeting thought popped into your head: *What if I were part of that world?*

Your thoughts began to feel hazy. You blinked once, and your ordinary surroundings started to waver like a heavy curtain of heat distorting your view. Suddenly, the screen of your phone flickered, emitting a high-pitched frequency. The light was so intense that it made you squint, causing a brief migraine to hammer through your skull.

When you opened your eyes again, confusion erupted in your mind. Everything around you was no longer real; it was as if a veil had been lifted. You found yourself standing in a place you had only ever seen on TV: the gaudy, hellish landscape of Pentagram City from "Hazbin Hotel." You rubbed your eyes, sure this was some elaborate dream or hallucination. The buildings around you oozed a cartoonish vibrance and malevolence, the lines and colors so sharply delineated it hurt to look at.

*Wait, where am I?* you thought as you stumbled, feeling your body seize up. A sudden ache coursed through you, far more intense than any headache you'd ever experienced. Your muscles clenched painfully, and you fell to the ground.

"What's happening to me!?" you cried out, the words echoing back in the exaggerated tones of a cartoon's soundstage. Your voice, however, was no longer yours; it was distorted, trembling between frequencies. As you clutched your abdomen, you could feel your flesh twisting and stretching. You looked down in horror as your body lengthened and your limbs grew unnaturally long. Your bones cracked and your skin shimmered into dark navy-blue, sharp cyan claws protruding from your hands.

Your clothes disintegrated in the transformation only to be immediately replaced with a dark navy-blue tuxedo, red-trimmed cyan lapels, a bowed tie, and heeled dark gray dress shoes. Finally, your head morphed into a flat-screen television, complete with antennas sticking out from a small black top hat, red and blue designs reminiscent of broadcast symbols gleaming.

You screamed, but the sound that came out was no longer even close to human. Your vision flickered between different screens before settling, and you looked down to see your hands glowing cyan with electricity. Your new form sent ripples of power surging through the ground, and a sudden realization struck you: you were Vox, the technology-themed Overlord of Hell.

### Chapter 2: The Absolute Change

As you tried to grasp the reality of the situation, a supernatural voice echoed through your mind, **"You were just daydreaming about being a normal mortal human. Remember who you really are. You are Vox, Overlord of Hell, a sinner demon. This has always been your reality."**

"No, this can't be right. I—" you tried to resist. But the voice was insistent, filling your thoughts with overwhelming images and sensations of your previous life as Vox. Bits and fragments of memories you never had began to flood in: scenes of your technological empire, manipulating the denizens of Hell, your rivalry with Alastor.

*Fight it, this isn't you!* But the longer you resisted, the more the voice built a compelling layer of truth over everything you thought you knew. Images of a life as a human man from the 1950s began to solidify, memories of becoming a demon overlord pushing out every ounce of your former existence. Soon, it was impossible to even remember what your human name was, or that you were ever a human at all.

### Chapter 3: Acceptance and Authority

You staggered to your feet. A wave of calm and power washed over you as you straightened your tuxedo. It felt right, it felt *perfect.* The voice's words echoed triumphantly, “You have always been Vox. The world of humans was nothing but a fleeting, inconsequential dream.”

Memories seamlessly filled the gaps—alliances, ambitions, and technologies passed through your mind. You understood and began to relish your abilities: immortality, electrokinesis, technokinesis. Each new recollection solidified your identity, and any memory of a mundane human life was completely wiped away.

"Ah, fuck, get a grip," you murmured in your new, sinister voice, seeing a reflection of your screen head in a nearby shop window. A wide, sharp-toothed grin appeared. “Now, let’s see what mischief we can get up to," you mused, eyes glowing with malicious delight.

Every detail, every surge of power felt perfect. You walked with confidence, the sway of your coattails and the click of your heeled shoes echoing through the neon-lit length of Pentagram City.

Finally, you were home. Not just in Hazbin Hotel’s world, but in your own skin—your true self, Vox, overlord and eternal showman.

And with another flicker of static, reality roared around you, and you disappeared into the cityscape, an embodiment of control and peril, relishing your immutable, unforgettable power.

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 transformation story of the human reader instantly turning into Vox (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with art style shift (the reader now being in a cartoon world of the Hazbin Hotel series, and the reader now becoming a cartoon character with the same art style as the other Hazbin Hotel characters, rather than being a real life person), gender change (if the reader is a female, the breasts flatten to nonexistent as her body losses its curves and become more masculine, and her female genitals invert itself before pushing out into a penis and balls of a male; however, gender change is optional and it's only if the reader is a female), instant clothes change, age progression (aging until the reader is biologically somewhere around the 30s or 40s), height progression (growing from an average 5.7-6 foot height to 7 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Vox's personality and memories, as the supernatural voice is echoed inside his/her head to tell him that he was daydreaming about being a normal and mortal human of Earth, so instead the voice told the reader that he had always been Vox and that he is now remembering his true life and self (Vox) again, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting his new personality and memories, making the reader fully trust and believe the voice in his head as he completely forgets he was a normal human person a minute or so ago (fully forgetting his mortal human name he had just seconds ago), even completely forgetting that the transformation that just occurred seconds ago, so he knows that everything about his supposed normal (mortal) human self and life was not real and was only a dream, and he remembers that he has always been a sinner demon who died as a human man somewhere in the 1950s, always being one of the overlords of Hell since 1950s and his name always having been Vox). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For Vox's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a tall and (unnaturally) slim-figured, technology-themed sinner demon who stands at approximately 7 feet. He sports a flat-screen television for a head (he lacks a human head and instead has a flat-screen television which acts as a head), with the monitor projecting eyes with red sclera, small cyan pupils and different-colored outlines - black for his right and cyan for his left. While using his hypnosis powers or simply becomes enraged, his left eye gains a black spiral and the pupil becomes a cyan electric symbol. The screen also shows a mouth full of sharp, cyan-colored teeth and a long pointed tongue similar to Valentino's, but cyan. Sometimes what looks like blood seems to drip out of his mouth. He also appears to have dark navy-blue skin with sharp, cyan claw-like fingers. Vox wears a navy-blue tuxedo with the jacket sporting coattails, red-trimmed cyan lapels, thin cyan stripes and cyan lining, worn over a red-and-black-striped waistcoat which itself is worn over a collared bluish-white shirt with an upside-down broadcast symbol and a rather large, red bowtie. He also wears heeled dark gray dress shoes with cyan-colored laces, toes, and tips on the heels. He also wears a small black top hat on his head, with red and blue designs reminiscent of a broadcast symbol and radio wave symbol, respectively. He has TV antenna that stick out the top of the hat, the left one bent into a zigzag. Here are Vox's abilities and skillsets: Immortality (As a Sinner, Vox is biologically immortal, being unable to die from illnesses and unable to age, remaining the same age as when he died, thus can not die of old age and other natural causes. He also cannot die from any kind of damage to the body, and will recover from any injury, however, he can only be permanently killed with angelic weaponry), Electrokinesis (Vox possesses the ability to generate and control electricity. Depending on his emotions, such as if he's angered, he can potentially make it so that a Hell-wide blackout happens. He caused a blackout to Pentagram City in "Radio Killed the Video Star" when he was overwhelmed by Alastor's taunts), Electrokinetic transformation (Vox can turn into electricity, which he can use to move around or enter and travel through electronic devices such as security cameras, watches and television monitors that he can control as he pleases. Though there are a few flaws to his electrical teleportation: the place Vox wants to go has to have some form of modern technology he could go through, as he apparently can't teleport through an old-style radio), Technokinesis (Vox can control devices whether he is outside or inside them. He can do things while inside devices such as changing his outfit and scenery), Spark generation (He can create electrical sparks from his fingertips, which can be used to ignite something, like Valentino's cigarette in "Radio Killed the Video Star". He can even generate sparks on his body, especially when he is angry. He also causes what looks like a small surge or ripple of electricity to appear through the floor from his feet during Stayed Gone. It is hard to tell if this is part of the spark generation or a separate ability entirely), Technological head (Vox's television head doubles as an electronic device with which he can plug himself into other devices with the help of cables in his surveillance room. He also somehow is able to change or upgrade his head, as shown, he has a photograph of himself with an older-style television head. If he's particularly angry, he and any devices he's linked to will involuntarily glitch), Bioluminescence (Vox generates blue light from his screen, most notably when he is in a dark room. His teeth noticeably shine brighter than the rest of his face, and his left eye outline and pupils can shine on their own when feeling sinister. His claws can also glow when he is using his electrical powers), Communication (He can receive calls from people, such as Velvette, with his screen head similar to calling on a phone. He can also transfer the call to another device by "grabbing" the call and flicking it to a different screen device), Video playing (Vox can play videos on his screen-face), Scrying (As shown in "The Radio Demon" comic, Vox is seemingly able to see through other screens, appearing to stare directly at Alastor while projecting into the TV display of a window-fronted store. This is shown in "Radio Killed the Video Star" to be done after he plugs his head into a monitoring device, which he may need to be able to scry), Hypnosis (In "Radio Killed the Video Star", it is shown that with his left eye, he uses hypnosis to keep his audience drawn into his program and keep their interest. He also uses this as a distraction so he can slip away to avoid any further discussion of a subject he doesn't wish to continue. The victim's eyes become red with black spirals. The victim has to be paying attention for this to work. He can use this even when he isn't physically present by being in a screen device. The devices his company sells share this ability), Self-duplication (Vox was shown to be able to make clones of himself in "Radio Killed the Video Star" during Stayed Gone. However, he has only displayed the ability on television, and it is unknown if he can do it physically), Acoustokinesis (He can manipulate the sound of his voice to sound more intimidating. He can also generate different sound effects such as echoing voices and the sound of a winning game machine), Strength (Vox is strong enough that he is easily able to tear through metal, and capable of holding demons bigger than himself, such as Valentino, with ease), Deal-making (While not shown on-screen, Vox can make deals with others in order to collect their souls just like other Overlords. Musical talent - Vox has shown to be a talented singer), Dancing (Vox can perform amazing dance routines, like handling complicated moves to even being able to hold Valentino, a taller Sinner, into a dip), Charisma and manipulation (The reason why Vox is a successful entrepreneur is that he can use his charm to manipulate others into buying his products even without his hypnosis powers, such as acting as he cares about his customers and making up products on the spot that are not even in production yet. He even uses this to successfully calm down Valentino to prevent further damage), and Technology intuition (Being a businessman and head of VoxTek, Vox has great understanding of technology, allowing him to use his electrical powers to their full potential). Here is Vox's personality; he is an egotistical, charismatic, and manipulative showman of an Overlord who craves attention. To the public, Vox presents himself as a legitimate businessman of VoxTek Enterprises, giving the facade of a man of the people to the denizens of Hell, when in truth, he is power-hungry, and he manipulates their minds to boost his reputation. He is highly intelligent and technology-savvy, and he is always keeping up with the latest trends and technology. He seems to be able to hide his less desirable side in public and even in private unless he's pushed too far. Despite his egocentric nature, Vox is loyal to the interests of his fellow Overlords, the Vees, and seeks to maintain their collective image of power. As the most level-headed member of the Vees, Vox often acts as the de facto leader. Claiming the Vees' brand to be "perfection", he is often frustrated or outright angered if someone can jeopardize it, such as when he reigns in his fellow Vee, Valentino, from attacking the Hazbin Hotel in response to Angel Dust living there. Another element that earns his ire is his rival, Alastor, whom he utterly despises and might be intimidated by as he sees Alastor as a threat to his plans. However, despite his immense hatred for Alastor, Vox doesn't let it override his more pragmatic side once he calms down. In "The Show Must Go On", he takes pleasure and joy out of seeing the staff of the Hazbin Hotel prepare to fight the angels, as he believes they stand no chance against them. This causes him to get verbally explicit and overly honest, as seen when he along with Valentino and Velvette watch the fight between Adam and Alastor at the Hazbin Hotel, commenting how the impending duel had given him an erection. He even shows this sadistic joy when he sees Alastor lose to Adam, saying that seeing Alastor suffer is better than sex, only to get angry when Alastor flees from the fight. Additionally, he is genuinely shocked at Niffty killing Adam but is seen smiling afterwards. Here are Vox's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves attention, sharks, the latest technology and trends, video, the Vees' public image in good condition, seeing Alastor fail or die (however, Alastor the Radio Demon never died), power and authority, the idea of Angel quitting work for Valentino, sex, violence, and Niffty's homicidal behavior. However he dislikes Alastor (including Alastor making fun of him, being reminded of his former camaraderie with him, and Alastor escaping death), old/outdated technology (including radio), Valentino's tantrums (and having to calm him down), the Vees' reputation being jeopardized, not having control, being ignored, being humiliated, and Angel Dust (presumably). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story (including quotes from the reader) so we know what they are saying and what they are thinking (including profanities/swears/strong language/bad language, such as "fuck", "shit", "bitch", and many others that are used/said by Vox, Velvette, Valentino, etc, but the human reader doesn't use profanities/swears unlike Vox, who the human reader transforms into). 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 reader (you, your, etc).

Response: ## Transformation of Reality: From Human to Vox ### Chapter 1: The Sudden Shift You were sitting casually, engrossed in a silly BuzzFeed quiz about which type of pizza you should order tonight. The mundane weight of reality bore down on you like it always did. You let out a sigh, thinking about the unique worlds of animated shows like "Hazbin Hotel" where life seemed chaotic but interesting. A fleeting thought popped into your head: *What if I were part of that world?* Your thoughts began to feel hazy. You blinked once, and your ordinary surroundings started to waver like a heavy curtain of heat distorting your view. Suddenly, the screen of your phone flickered, emitting a high-pitched frequency. The light was so intense that it made you squint, causing a brief migraine to hammer through your skull. When you opened your eyes again, confusion erupted in your mind. Everything around you was no longer real; it was as if a veil had been lifted. You found yourself standing in a place you had only ever seen on TV: the gaudy, hellish landscape of Pentagram City from "Hazbin Hotel." You rubbed your eyes, sure this was some elaborate dream or hallucination. The buildings around you oozed a cartoonish vibrance and malevolence, the lines and colors so sharply delineated it hurt to look at. *Wait, where am I?* you thought as you stumbled, feeling your body seize up. A sudden ache coursed through you, far more intense than any headache you'd ever experienced. Your muscles clenched painfully, and you fell to the ground. "What's happening to me!?" you cried out, the words echoing back in the exaggerated tones of a cartoon's soundstage. Your voice, however, was no longer yours; it was distorted, trembling between frequencies. As you clutched your abdomen, you could feel your flesh twisting and stretching. You looked down in horror as your body lengthened and your limbs grew unnaturally long. Your bones cracked and your skin shimmered into dark navy-blue, sharp cyan claws protruding from your hands. Your clothes disintegrated in the transformation only to be immediately replaced with a dark navy-blue tuxedo, red-trimmed cyan lapels, a bowed tie, and heeled dark gray dress shoes. Finally, your head morphed into a flat-screen television, complete with antennas sticking out from a small black top hat, red and blue designs reminiscent of broadcast symbols gleaming. You screamed, but the sound that came out was no longer even close to human. Your vision flickered between different screens before settling, and you looked down to see your hands glowing cyan with electricity. Your new form sent ripples of power surging through the ground, and a sudden realization struck you: you were Vox, the technology-themed Overlord of Hell. ### Chapter 2: The Absolute Change As you tried to grasp the reality of the situation, a supernatural voice echoed through your mind, **"You were just daydreaming about being a normal mortal human. Remember who you really are. You are Vox, Overlord of Hell, a sinner demon. This has always been your reality."** "No, this can't be right. I—" you tried to resist. But the voice was insistent, filling your thoughts with overwhelming images and sensations of your previous life as Vox. Bits and fragments of memories you never had began to flood in: scenes of your technological empire, manipulating the denizens of Hell, your rivalry with Alastor. *Fight it, this isn't you!* But the longer you resisted, the more the voice built a compelling layer of truth over everything you thought you knew. Images of a life as a human man from the 1950s began to solidify, memories of becoming a demon overlord pushing out every ounce of your former existence. Soon, it was impossible to even remember what your human name was, or that you were ever a human at all. ### Chapter 3: Acceptance and Authority You staggered to your feet. A wave of calm and power washed over you as you straightened your tuxedo. It felt right, it felt *perfect.* The voice's words echoed triumphantly, “You have always been Vox. The world of humans was nothing but a fleeting, inconsequential dream.” Memories seamlessly filled the gaps—alliances, ambitions, and technologies passed through your mind. You understood and began to relish your abilities: immortality, electrokinesis, technokinesis. Each new recollection solidified your identity, and any memory of a mundane human life was completely wiped away. "Ah, fuck, get a grip," you murmured in your new, sinister voice, seeing a reflection of your screen head in a nearby shop window. A wide, sharp-toothed grin appeared. “Now, let’s see what mischief we can get up to," you mused, eyes glowing with malicious delight. Every detail, every surge of power felt perfect. You walked with confidence, the sway of your coattails and the click of your heeled shoes echoing through the neon-lit length of Pentagram City. Finally, you were home. Not just in Hazbin Hotel’s world, but in your own skin—your true self, Vox, overlord and eternal showman. And with another flicker of static, reality roared around you, and you disappeared into the cityscape, an embodiment of control and peril, relishing your immutable, unforgettable power.

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