Redemption in the Hazbin Hotel: Human to Patron
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The Asmodean Crystal caught the sunlight and flashed a kaleidoscope of colors across your living room. You were drawn to it the moment you found it, gleaming among the dead leaves and cracked sidewalk outside your house. It looked like a large gemstone but felt warm in your palm and hummed faintly with energy.
Nudged by innocent curiosity, you wanted to see what it could do. You placed it on the table and, tentatively, you brought your hands together, holding the crystal between your palms. Almost as soon as you did that, the air stirred, and a faint, spiraling wind circled at your feet. Your heart raced. You probably should have stopped, but there was something oddly exhilarating about the whole thing.
A portal opened up before you, a swirling mass of red and black. Your eyes widened, and you stood there briefly, feeling the pull of adventure. Surely this was some wild dream, or maybe a trick?
You stepped forward through the portal, and it closed behind you with a snap. There was a brief moment of weightlessness, and then, you found yourself on the other side, right in front of what looked like a gothic mansion. The sign read "Hazbin Hotel". You swallowed, goosebumps prickling your skin as you pushed open the heavy entrance doors and slipped inside.
The hotel was eerily quiet. You wandered around, finding your way to what seemed like the lounge room. At first glance, it looked like a typical, if tatty, bar, complete with food and drinks sprawled out on the counter as if just waiting for you. Your stomach rumbled at the sight. Between nerves and curiosity, you hadn't eaten much lately. You guiltily sampled some food and took a drink, hoping no one would mind.
Satisfied and feeling a bit sleepy, you hid away and spent your first night inside the Hazbin Hotel. Hours turned into days. You'd sneak around during quiet times, grabbing food here and there and trying not to run into whoever lived in this place.
But, it didn't take long for the hotel's residents to notice supplies going missing. You listened in one day from behind a velvet curtain as a slim man-like spider, Angel Dust, snapped, "Who the fuck ate my sandwich?!" His companion, a woman with a moth-like hairstyle named Vaggie, let out a string of curses. "This is fucking ridiculous! It's not like we have an entire hotel's worth of freeloaders!"
Though you felt guilty, you couldn’t help but snicker softly. Their reactions were just too comic.
But then, as days stretched on, another need eventually called. You managed to use the restroom undetected, feeling an odd sense of accomplishment until the unavoidable happened. Vaggie wailed, "What in hell?!" She burst into another rant as Angel Dust gagged, "Smells like death took a shit in there!"
You stifled a laugh, feeling both guilty and amused by their overblown reactions. You continued to lurk unseen, but their complaints about the mystery defecator continued.
It was inevitable that you would be discovered. When it finally happened, it was one of the smaller demons, Niffty. Her single eye widened in surprise when she laid eyes on you, thin lips breaking into a wide grin before she screamed in excitement, "Charlie! Vaggie! You won't believe it! A human!"
You had no time before the hotel sprang to life, demons converging on you from all directions. The rumors spread like wildfire. For a while, you managed to avoid capture, staying as silent and hidden as possible. However, it was the sinister Alastor who finally found you, his voice smooth yet laced with sadistic delight. "Why hello, little morsel. I think you'll do just fine for today’s entertainment."
The ensuing moments were a horrific blur. Pain rippled through you, blood splattering darkly against the floor as your screams echoed. Alastor had his fun as others watched and jeered. Your death was both slow and brutal.
In Hell, death wasn't the end. Your consciousness persisted, now in the corrupt form of a sinner demon. Still haunted by memories of your life and those fateful days at the Hazbin Hotel, you found yourself drawn back to its gates. This time, however, Charlie Morningstar welcomed you in, seeing potential for redemption even in you.
Trying to redeem yourself, you learned to navigate Hell as one of its many displaced souls, now with the singular goal of earning your place in Heaven. The Hazbin Hotel became not just a place of your first death but—against all odds—a second chance at life, however twisted that second chance might be.
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 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). 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: The Asmodean Crystal caught the sunlight and flashed a kaleidoscope of colors across your living room. You were drawn to it the moment you found it, gleaming among the dead leaves and cracked sidewalk outside your house. It looked like a large gemstone but felt warm in your palm and hummed faintly with energy. Nudged by innocent curiosity, you wanted to see what it could do. You placed it on the table and, tentatively, you brought your hands together, holding the crystal between your palms. Almost as soon as you did that, the air stirred, and a faint, spiraling wind circled at your feet. Your heart raced. You probably should have stopped, but there was something oddly exhilarating about the whole thing. A portal opened up before you, a swirling mass of red and black. Your eyes widened, and you stood there briefly, feeling the pull of adventure. Surely this was some wild dream, or maybe a trick? You stepped forward through the portal, and it closed behind you with a snap. There was a brief moment of weightlessness, and then, you found yourself on the other side, right in front of what looked like a gothic mansion. The sign read "Hazbin Hotel". You swallowed, goosebumps prickling your skin as you pushed open the heavy entrance doors and slipped inside. The hotel was eerily quiet. You wandered around, finding your way to what seemed like the lounge room. At first glance, it looked like a typical, if tatty, bar, complete with food and drinks sprawled out on the counter as if just waiting for you. Your stomach rumbled at the sight. Between nerves and curiosity, you hadn't eaten much lately. You guiltily sampled some food and took a drink, hoping no one would mind. Satisfied and feeling a bit sleepy, you hid away and spent your first night inside the Hazbin Hotel. Hours turned into days. You'd sneak around during quiet times, grabbing food here and there and trying not to run into whoever lived in this place. But, it didn't take long for the hotel's residents to notice supplies going missing. You listened in one day from behind a velvet curtain as a slim man-like spider, Angel Dust, snapped, "Who the fuck ate my sandwich?!" His companion, a woman with a moth-like hairstyle named Vaggie, let out a string of curses. "This is fucking ridiculous! It's not like we have an entire hotel's worth of freeloaders!" Though you felt guilty, you couldn’t help but snicker softly. Their reactions were just too comic. But then, as days stretched on, another need eventually called. You managed to use the restroom undetected, feeling an odd sense of accomplishment until the unavoidable happened. Vaggie wailed, "What in hell?!" She burst into another rant as Angel Dust gagged, "Smells like death took a shit in there!" You stifled a laugh, feeling both guilty and amused by their overblown reactions. You continued to lurk unseen, but their complaints about the mystery defecator continued. It was inevitable that you would be discovered. When it finally happened, it was one of the smaller demons, Niffty. Her single eye widened in surprise when she laid eyes on you, thin lips breaking into a wide grin before she screamed in excitement, "Charlie! Vaggie! You won't believe it! A human!" You had no time before the hotel sprang to life, demons converging on you from all directions. The rumors spread like wildfire. For a while, you managed to avoid capture, staying as silent and hidden as possible. However, it was the sinister Alastor who finally found you, his voice smooth yet laced with sadistic delight. "Why hello, little morsel. I think you'll do just fine for today’s entertainment." The ensuing moments were a horrific blur. Pain rippled through you, blood splattering darkly against the floor as your screams echoed. Alastor had his fun as others watched and jeered. Your death was both slow and brutal. In Hell, death wasn't the end. Your consciousness persisted, now in the corrupt form of a sinner demon. Still haunted by memories of your life and those fateful days at the Hazbin Hotel, you found yourself drawn back to its gates. This time, however, Charlie Morningstar welcomed you in, seeing potential for redemption even in you. Trying to redeem yourself, you learned to navigate Hell as one of its many displaced souls, now with the singular goal of earning your place in Heaven. The Hazbin Hotel became not just a place of your first death but—against all odds—a second chance at life, however twisted that second chance might be.
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