Shadows of the Asmodean Crystal: Human in Hazbin Hotel
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You couldn't believe what you were seeing. It shimmered in your hand, glowing a faint red and pulsating with strange energy. The Asmodean Crystal, fallen from who-knows-where. Your curiosity got the better of you, and against all better judgment, you decided to test the crystal, just to see what would happen.
Before you knew it, a swirling portal appeared before you. It was a dark, foreboding aperture that seemed to call out to you. Driven more by wonder than fear, you stepped through.
On the other side, you found yourself in front of a peculiar building. The sign read "Hazbin Hotel." Taking a deep breath, you walked through the entrance, hoping to explore the interior without being noticed.
The lounge was inviting, in a sinister kind of way. You spotted food and drinks laid out on a table, and your stomach growled loudly. Caution was thrown to the wind as you devoured the sandwich and some pastries, washing it all down with a drink. You paused for a moment, hoping no one would notice the missing items, yet feeling guilty about stealing from whoever these treats belonged to.
After your hunger and thirst were satisfied, you started to look for a place to hide. You found a small, dimly lit room that seemed seldom used and decided it would be your sanctuary for now. As minutes turned into hours, you couldn't help but notice voices in the distance, a commotion about the missing food.
"What the FUCK happened to my damn sandwich?!" you heard someone yell. Peeking through the door's crack, you saw a tall spider-like demon with a foul-mouthed demeanor—you recognized him as Angel Dust from previous internet memes.
"This is bullshit!" Angel Dust snarled, his many arms flailing. "I was saving that for fuckin' later!"
You stifled a giggle, despite feeling a tad guilty. The situation was unexpectedly amusing.
For the next few days, you moved quietly around the hotel, continuing to help yourself to food while avoiding everyone. One day, however, nature called, and you found the nearest restroom, doing your business as quickly as possible. Despite your attempts at minimizing the smell, it lingered rather strongly.
"Who the HELL did that?!" Vaggie screamed, her voice echoing in the hall. "It smells like something crawled in there and died!"
"Ugh, fucking disgusting," Angel Dust added, his legs curling in on themselves. "Who knew demons could notice stink?"
You chuckled softly, covering your mouth to stifle the sound. The thought of these fierce demons complaining about a mere smell had you struggling to contain your amusement.
Days turned into weeks, and your nervousness about being found grew. Unfortunately, your luck ran out when you bumped into Niffty in the hallway. The small, hyperactive demon with one eye widened with glee upon seeing you.
"A HUMAN!" she squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. "Everybody, over here! Look what I found!"
Panic washed over you as the other demons quickly gathered, intrigued by Niffty's discovery. You tried to run, but there were too many of them. Still, you wouldn't go down without a fight.
However, it was no use. Before long, Alastor, the Radio Demon, approached you with a wide, unsettling grin.
"Well, well," he intoned, his voice low and malevolent. "A human, in Hell. This simply won’t do."
The last thing you saw was his hand moving in a blur of dark magic, and then everything went black.
---
You awoke, disoriented, in Pentagram City. The realization of your new form—a sinner demon—slowly dawned on you. Your casual curiosity had led you straight into Hell. But all hope was not lost. You remembered the Hazbin Hotel, the place you had unwittingly trespassed into. Maybe there, you could seek redemption.
Entering the hotel once more, you were greeted by Charlie Morningstar herself.
"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" she said warmly, her genuine smile offering a glimmer of hope in this dark place. "Here, we believe everyone deserves a chance at redemption."
And so began your journey to rehabilitate yourself, interacting with the other patrons and striving to one day earn your place in Heaven. It wouldn’t be easy, but you were determined to make the most of your second chance.
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 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). 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 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 (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 couldn't believe what you were seeing. It shimmered in your hand, glowing a faint red and pulsating with strange energy. The Asmodean Crystal, fallen from who-knows-where. Your curiosity got the better of you, and against all better judgment, you decided to test the crystal, just to see what would happen. Before you knew it, a swirling portal appeared before you. It was a dark, foreboding aperture that seemed to call out to you. Driven more by wonder than fear, you stepped through. On the other side, you found yourself in front of a peculiar building. The sign read "Hazbin Hotel." Taking a deep breath, you walked through the entrance, hoping to explore the interior without being noticed. The lounge was inviting, in a sinister kind of way. You spotted food and drinks laid out on a table, and your stomach growled loudly. Caution was thrown to the wind as you devoured the sandwich and some pastries, washing it all down with a drink. You paused for a moment, hoping no one would notice the missing items, yet feeling guilty about stealing from whoever these treats belonged to. After your hunger and thirst were satisfied, you started to look for a place to hide. You found a small, dimly lit room that seemed seldom used and decided it would be your sanctuary for now. As minutes turned into hours, you couldn't help but notice voices in the distance, a commotion about the missing food. "What the FUCK happened to my damn sandwich?!" you heard someone yell. Peeking through the door's crack, you saw a tall spider-like demon with a foul-mouthed demeanor—you recognized him as Angel Dust from previous internet memes. "This is bullshit!" Angel Dust snarled, his many arms flailing. "I was saving that for fuckin' later!" You stifled a giggle, despite feeling a tad guilty. The situation was unexpectedly amusing. For the next few days, you moved quietly around the hotel, continuing to help yourself to food while avoiding everyone. One day, however, nature called, and you found the nearest restroom, doing your business as quickly as possible. Despite your attempts at minimizing the smell, it lingered rather strongly. "Who the HELL did that?!" Vaggie screamed, her voice echoing in the hall. "It smells like something crawled in there and died!" "Ugh, fucking disgusting," Angel Dust added, his legs curling in on themselves. "Who knew demons could notice stink?" You chuckled softly, covering your mouth to stifle the sound. The thought of these fierce demons complaining about a mere smell had you struggling to contain your amusement. Days turned into weeks, and your nervousness about being found grew. Unfortunately, your luck ran out when you bumped into Niffty in the hallway. The small, hyperactive demon with one eye widened with glee upon seeing you. "A HUMAN!" she squealed, clapping her hands excitedly. "Everybody, over here! Look what I found!" Panic washed over you as the other demons quickly gathered, intrigued by Niffty's discovery. You tried to run, but there were too many of them. Still, you wouldn't go down without a fight. However, it was no use. Before long, Alastor, the Radio Demon, approached you with a wide, unsettling grin. "Well, well," he intoned, his voice low and malevolent. "A human, in Hell. This simply won’t do." The last thing you saw was his hand moving in a blur of dark magic, and then everything went black. --- You awoke, disoriented, in Pentagram City. The realization of your new form—a sinner demon—slowly dawned on you. Your casual curiosity had led you straight into Hell. But all hope was not lost. You remembered the Hazbin Hotel, the place you had unwittingly trespassed into. Maybe there, you could seek redemption. Entering the hotel once more, you were greeted by Charlie Morningstar herself. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!" she said warmly, her genuine smile offering a glimmer of hope in this dark place. "Here, we believe everyone deserves a chance at redemption." And so began your journey to rehabilitate yourself, interacting with the other patrons and striving to one day earn your place in Heaven. It wouldn’t be easy, but you were determined to make the most of your second chance.
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