Asmodean Crystal: Human's Journey Through Hell's Hazbin Hotel
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You walk through the deserted alleyway, the shadows of the overhanging buildings elongating around you. The curious glint of sunlight reflecting off an unusual crystal catches your eye. Upon closer inspection, the shimmering red Asmodean Crystal looks oddly out of place in this mundane world. Unaware of its origins or purpose, you feel an irresistible urge to pick it up. The crystal begins to glow as you hold it in your hand, revealing a vibrant crimson light. Before you can react, a portal materializes in front of you, crackling with energy.
A rush of bravery and curiosity propels you through the portal. As the swirling vortex of colors fades, you find yourself standing before an eerie yet captivating structure — the Hazbin Hotel.
With cautious steps, you enter the grandiose hotel. The air is thick with an otherworldly presence, leaving you both awestruck and intimidated. The lobby, though dark and filled with mysterious shadows, emanates an odd warmth. You wander deeper into the hotel, driven by your basic human needs. Your stomach growls, and your throat feels parched.
In an attempt to remain unseen, you reach the lounge, where an assortment of food and drinks are laid out, seemingly untouched. Abandoning restraint, you devour the food and quench your thirst, unaware that this act would soon become the source of great irritation among the hotel’s residents.
You find a small nook in the back of the lounge to hide, hoping to remain undetected. For a while, it works. The residents, engrossed in their own affairs, fail to notice the missing provisions. Despite your fear, you can’t help but overhear snippets of their conversations.
"Who in Hell ate my nachos?" Vaggie exclaims hours later, her voice filled with irritation.
Angel Dust cackles with mischievous delight, "Not me, sugar-tits. I got my own stash."
Husk growls, peering over his glass of whiskey, "Damn it, if I find the culprit, they’re gonna regret messin’ with my snacks."
Days blend together as you continue to hide, but your luck runs out when Razzle, the goat-like bodyguard, stumbles upon your hiding spot. He bleats in surprise, his eyes widening.
"There's a human in the hotel!" Razzle cries out, spreading the news like wildfire.
The commotion draws the residents, who soon surround you with a mixture of curiosity and animosity. You see Charlie, with her golden hair and earnest eyes, followed by her stern girlfriend, Vaggie. Angel Dust, in his spider-like form, grins lasciviously while Alastor, the Radio Demon, exudes an air of malevolent amusement. Husk, the ill-tempered cat demon, and Niffty, the bubbly cyclops, look both annoyed and intrigued.
Alastor’s lips curl into a sinister smile, broadcasting his voice with chilling excitement. "Ah, a human trespasser! How delightfully inconvenient. Shall we give this intruder a warm welcome, friends?"
Before you can plead or explain, Alastor’s sheer presence paralyzes you with fear. With a wave of his hand and an eerie chant, your world goes black in a cacophony of pain and blood. As life drains from your body, you feel yourself being pulled deeper into the abyss of Hell.
Opening your eyes, you find yourself reborn in Pentagram City, haven to the damned. The realization of your sins and trespasses hits you – regardless of your pure curiosity, trespassing has condemned you to Hell.
Determined to set things right, you drag your new, demonic form back to the Hazbin Hotel, hoping to find redemption. Charlie warmly greets you, her eyes filled with hope and determination to help.
"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, where redemption is always possible," she says with a reassuring smile.
You nod gratefully, joining the other inhabitants with a resolve to change. With every conversation, every kind act, you strive for rehabilitation, hoping that one day you will ascend and find the peace that eluded you in life.
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 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, since he/she is both hungry and thirsty (he/she needs food and something to drink), before he/she 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, 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, 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, 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 ate the food so either Vaggie, Angel Dust, or Husk gets mad 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). However, while the human's secrecy in the Hazbin Hotel had lasted for a long while, is then discovered by one of the Hazbin Hotel's occupants, discovered by either Razzle 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 (maybe minutes, hours, or days later), the human, much to his/her horror, is found by another demon, who yells/tells other demons about his 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), leading to the human manifesting 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 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 walk through the deserted alleyway, the shadows of the overhanging buildings elongating around you. The curious glint of sunlight reflecting off an unusual crystal catches your eye. Upon closer inspection, the shimmering red Asmodean Crystal looks oddly out of place in this mundane world. Unaware of its origins or purpose, you feel an irresistible urge to pick it up. The crystal begins to glow as you hold it in your hand, revealing a vibrant crimson light. Before you can react, a portal materializes in front of you, crackling with energy. A rush of bravery and curiosity propels you through the portal. As the swirling vortex of colors fades, you find yourself standing before an eerie yet captivating structure — the Hazbin Hotel. With cautious steps, you enter the grandiose hotel. The air is thick with an otherworldly presence, leaving you both awestruck and intimidated. The lobby, though dark and filled with mysterious shadows, emanates an odd warmth. You wander deeper into the hotel, driven by your basic human needs. Your stomach growls, and your throat feels parched. In an attempt to remain unseen, you reach the lounge, where an assortment of food and drinks are laid out, seemingly untouched. Abandoning restraint, you devour the food and quench your thirst, unaware that this act would soon become the source of great irritation among the hotel’s residents. You find a small nook in the back of the lounge to hide, hoping to remain undetected. For a while, it works. The residents, engrossed in their own affairs, fail to notice the missing provisions. Despite your fear, you can’t help but overhear snippets of their conversations. "Who in Hell ate my nachos?" Vaggie exclaims one day, her voice filled with irritation. Angel Dust cackles with mischievous delight, "Not me, sugar-tits. I got my own stash." Husk growls, peering over his winged glass of whiskey, "Damn it, if I find the culprit, they’re gonna regret messin’ with my snacks." Days blend together as you continue to hide, but your luck runs out when Razzle, the goat-like bodyguard, stumbles upon your hiding spot. He bleats in surprise, his eyes widening. "There's a human in the hotel!" Razzle cries out, spreading the news like wildfire. The commotion draws the residents, who soon surround you with a mixture of curiosity and animosity. You see Charlie, with her golden hair and earnest eyes, followed by her stern girlfriend, Vaggie. Angel Dust, in his spider-like form, grins lasciviously while Alastor, the Radio Demon, exudes an air of malevolent amusement. Husk, the ill-tempered cat demon, and Niffty, the bubbly cyclops, look both annoyed and intrigued. Alastor’s lips curl into a sinister smile, broadcasting his voice with chilling excitement. "Ah, a human trespasser! How delightfully inconvenient. Shall we give this intruder a warm welcome, friends?" Before you can plead or explain, Alastor’s sheer presence paralyzes you with fear. With a wave of his hand and an eerie chant, your world goes black in a cacophony of pain and blood. As life drains from your body, you feel yourself being pulled deeper into the abyss of Hell. Opening your eyes, you find yourself reborn in Pentagram City, haven to the damned. The realization of your sins and trespasses hits you – regardless of your pure curiosity, trespassing has condemned you to Hell. Determined to set things right, you drag your new, demonic form back to the Hazbin Hotel, hoping to find redemption. Charlie warmly greets you, her eyes filled with hope and determination to help. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel, where redemption is always possible," she says with a reassuring smile. You nod gratefully, joining the other inhabitants with a resolve to change. With every conversation, every kind act, you strive for rehabilitation, hoping that one day you will ascend and find the peace that eluded you in life.
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