Asmodean Curiosity: Human's Journey Through Hell's Hazbin Hotel
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**Curiosity and Consequence**
The rainy afternoon has soaked you to the bone as you wander aimlessly through the labyrinthine alleyways of your city. Each step splashes mud and rainwater on your worn-out sneakers, yet something keeps you moving forward. Suddenly, a glint catches your eye. Among the wet cobblestones lies a peculiar crystal, emitting an otherworldly glow. You pick it up, feeling a strange warmth coursing through your fingers. For a moment, you hesitate, remembering stories about treacherous artifacts capable of opening portals to unfathomable realms. But curiosity gets the better of you. After all, what harm could come from a simple test?
With the Asmodean Crystal gripped tightly in your palm, you repeat a chant you don't quite understand. A rush of wind swirls around you, and before you know it, a portal opens before your very eyes. Trembling, you step through, almost expecting to wake from a dream. Instead, you find yourself standing in front of a towering structure adorned with a neon sign shining "Hazbin Hotel."
You sneak inside, the sound of your heartbeat loud in your own ears. The lobby is eerily silent, save for the distant murmur of conversations from another room. Guided by the smell of food, you tiptoe into a lavish lounge. A table is laden with a feast fit for a king—or demons, you remind yourself. The pangs of hunger gnaw at your stomach, and you can't resist helping yourself to the peculiar food and drinks. You convince yourself they won't mind. After all, it looks like enough to feed an army.
Hiding becomes your norm. Days turn into weeks as you cautiously avoid the hotel’s staff and guests. Each day, the sense of being a ghost in this place grows stronger. One day, however, desperation strikes again as you sneak into an unoccupied restroom. The feeling of relief is almost euphoric, but you quickly realize that the demon food has not gone easy on your stomach. You flush the toilet, but the smell lingers. You dart back into hiding, praying that no one discovers you.
"It fucking reeks in here!" Angel Dust’s voice cuts through the air like a knife. "Who the fuck is responsible for this?"
"Not me, darling, I've got standards," chimes in Husk grumpily as he walks by.
You cringe, knowing your secret stay is jeopardized. As the days stretch on, tensions rise. The stolen food and lingering restroom smell have become local mysteries within the hotel, causing short tempers and suspicion. You sense you are running out of time.
One day, as you're sneaking some more sustenance, a voice rings out: "Hey! There you are!" It's Niffty, her single eye wide and gleaming with excitement. "Everyone! We've got a human in here!"
You scramble, but there’s nowhere to run. The demons gather, curiosity and anger mixing in their eyes. Alastor steps forward, his grin sardonic and cruel. "Now, now, let's not make a scene. After all, it's not every day one gets a—rare—snack."
You barely have time to scream before the pain overcomes you, everything going dark in a dizzying whirl of agony.
***
When you awaken, it takes a moment to realize where you are. The realization chills you: You are in Pentagram City, now a Sinner Demon yourself, cursed by your own curiosities and your unsanctioned trespassing.
But you have changed. Despite your mistakes, you refuse to succumb to the darkness of this new form. You make your way back to the Hazbin Hotel, determined to seek redemption. Days blur as you face Charlie, who greets you warmly despite the skepticism in her eyes. "Everyone deserves a second chance," she says softly. With hope in your new heart, you focus on redemption, mingling with fellow lost souls trying to find their way.
For a while, the pain of your transformation and death haunts you. Yet amid the chaos of Hell, there's a thin thread of hope weaving through your interactions. You help others, avoid conflict with the more aggressive patrons, and keep Charlie’s ideals close to your heart, dreaming of the day you might ascend to Heaven as a saint angel.
Knowing each day is a step closer, you hold on to the belief in a possibility of redemption, despite the odds stacked against you.
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 a 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). 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 and (just like how these demons complained about their food and drinks being eaten earlier) complains 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. 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 then smile/grin 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/her 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) either through black magic or cannibalism. 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: **Curiosity and Consequence** The rainy afternoon has soaked you to the bone as you wander aimlessly through the labyrinthine alleyways of your city. Each step splashes mud and rainwater on your worn-out sneakers, yet something keeps you moving forward. Suddenly, a glint catches your eye. Among the wet cobblestones lies a peculiar crystal, emitting an otherworldly glow. You pick it up, feeling a strange warmth coursing through your fingers. For a moment, you hesitate, remembering stories about treacherous artifacts capable of opening portals to unfathomable realms. But curiosity gets the better of you. After all, what harm could come from a simple test? With the Asmodean Crystal gripped tightly in your palm, you repeat a chant you don't quite understand. A rush of wind swirls around you, and before you know it, a portal opens before your very eyes. Trembling, you step through, almost expecting to wake from a dream. Instead, you find yourself standing in front of a towering structure adorned with a neon sign shining "Hazbin Hotel." You sneak inside, the sound of your heartbeat loud in your own ears. The lobby is eerily silent, save for the distant murmur of conversations from another room. Guided by the smell of food, you tiptoe into a lavish lounge. A table is laden with a feast fit for a king—or demons, you remind yourself. The pangs of hunger gnaw at your stomach, and you can't resist helping yourself to the peculiar food and drinks. You convince yourself they won't mind. After all, it looks like enough to feed an army. Hiding becomes your norm. Days turn into weeks as you cautiously avoid the hotel’s staff and guests. Each day, the sense of being a ghost in this place grows stronger. One day, however, desperation strikes again as you sneak into an unoccupied restroom. The feeling of relief is almost euphoric, but you quickly realize that the demon food has not gone easy on your stomach. You flush the toilet, but the smell lingers. You dart back into hiding, praying that no one discovers you. "It fucking reeks in here!" Angel Dust’s voice cuts through the air like a knife. "Who the fuck is responsible for this?" "Not me, darling, I've got standards," chimes in Husk grumpily as he walks by. You cringe, knowing your secret stay is jeopardized. As the days stretch on, tensions rise. The stolen food and lingering restroom smell have become local mysteries within the hotel, causing short tempers and suspicion. You sense you are running out of time. One day, as you're sneaking some more sustenance, a voice rings out: "Hey! There you are!" It's Niffty, her single eye wide and gleaming with excitement. "Everyone! We've got a human in here!" You scramble, but there’s nowhere to run. The demons gather, curiosity and anger mixing in their eyes. Alastor steps forward, his grin sardonic and cruel. "Now, now, let's not make a scene. After all, it's not every day one gets a—rare—snack." You barely have time to scream before the pain overcomes you, everything going dark in a dizzying whirl of agony. *** When you awaken, it takes a moment to realize where you are. The realization chills you: You are in Pentagram City, now a Sinner Demon yourself, cursed by your own curiosities and your unsanctioned trespassing. But you have changed. Despite your mistakes, you refuse to succumb to the darkness of this new form. You make your way back to the Hazbin Hotel, determined to seek redemption. Days blur as you face Charlie, who greets you warmly despite the skepticism in her eyes. "Everyone deserves a second chance," she says softly. With hope in your new heart, you focus on redemption, mingling with fellow lost souls trying to find their way. For a while, the pain of your transformation and death haunts you. Yet amid the chaos of Hell, there's a thin thread of hope weaving through your interactions. You help others, avoid conflict with the more aggressive patrons, and keep Charlie’s ideals close to your heart, dreaming of the day you might ascend to Heaven as a saint angel. Knowing each day is a step closer, you hold on to the belief in a possibility of redemption, despite the odds stacked against you.
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