Asmodean Crystal: Human's Journey Through Hell's Redemption in the Hazbin Hotel
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The Asmodean Crystal glinted in the dying light of the day, catching your attention as you walked through the park. Bending down, you carefully picked it up and turned it over in your hands. It was warm to the touch, practically pulsing with an inner energy. Curiosity got the better of you, as always, and you decided to see what it could do.
Without much thought, you whisper, "Aperio Infernum" as if it was the most natural thing to do. Suddenly, the ground underneath you trembles, and an otherworldly light erupts forth, forming a swirling portal. The unfamiliar sight mesmerizes you, and you step through before you can even process the decision.
Emerging on the other side, a lavish hotel welcomes you, its sign glistening ominously in the crimson glow that seems to engulf everything around you. "Hazbin Hotel," it reads. As you push open the wooden entrance doors ever so slowly, an extravagant lobby unfolds before your eyes. It's unlike anything you've ever seen—grandeur, but with a hint of chaotic charm.
You wander toward the lounge, led by the rumbling in your stomach and parched throat. The spread is magnificent, containing delicacies and beverages, each more tempting than the last. Without hesitation, you start to feast upon the spread, falsely assuming no one would miss any of it. Hunger gnawing at your belly, you bite into pastries and guzzle down exotic drinks eagerly. The place seemed empty enough to be safe.
Afterwards, feeling full and slightly guilty, you decide to lie low. There are numerous nooks and crannies in which to hide. You find yourself a discreet spot behind an old, grand piano, curling up and taking stock of the entire place available to your view. The demons who populated the hotel seemed none the wiser of your intrusion.
The restroom soon calls to you; nature’s call is unyielding. Sneaking in, you handle your business swiftly, flush, and hurriedly skulk back into hiding. But evidently, the demonic senses in the building are acute. "Aw, fuck!" you hear someone shout. "Who the hell took a shit in here? It reeks!" You recognize the voice to be Angel Dust’s. He storms in, and you hear Vaggie chime in from a distance, her tone annoyed and full of suspicion. "I swear, if one of you left the bathroom like that again, we're gonna have words!"
Days pass. Without intention, you have developed a routine of sorts. You consistently sneak food, drink, and keep an eye on the locations of the staff. It works out somewhat well, until Niffty’s cleaning catches you off guard.
"OH MY LUCIFER! A human! Guys, GUYS! We have a human here!" she screeches with excitement. You freeze as she zips away, and panic sets in. Surely the rumors spread like wildfire among the demons.
Your attempted retreat becomes futile. In mere hours, your hiding spot, food raids, and even bathroom habits become the stuff of hotel legend. Alastor, dripping with malevolent enthusiasm, finally stumbles upon you.
"And what do we have here?" Alastor exclaims, his wicked smile stretching from ear to ear. Yet before you can respond, the lobby is flooded with the residents of the hotel. Husk and Angel Dust's anger bubbles over alongside the eerie presence of Vaggie and Charlie’s soul-crushing disappointment.
Desperation and fear seize your heart. Alastor strides towards you with dark glee. "A human, uninvited, and a trespasser at that. Let’s see what chaos we can do," he mutters, nearly devoid of amusement.
Your final sight is Alastor’s hand descending upon you, an overwhelming, painful grip, then darkness, followed by a grotesque understanding of what’s to come. Blood and gore are just preludes.
When you open your eyes again, Hell’s harsh reality washes over you anew, except now you stand as a sinner demon among them. The aching sorrow overwhelms you but does not drown out a flicker of hope. You turn towards the shining edifice of Hazbin Hotel, a place that promises redemption.
Entering yet again, the fear of your past sins doesn’t control you. Charlie greets you with her gentle smile. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Here, you can start anew," she assures.
Determined for salvation, you begin to socialize and strive to fit within this bizarre yet hopeful sanctuary. Though Heaven might seem an impossible dream, it’s stars light your new, unending night.
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 the 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). The human 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 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 smile 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: The Asmodean Crystal glinted in the dying light of the day, catching your attention as you walked through the park. Bending down, you carefully picked it up and turned it over in your hands. It was warm to the touch, practically pulsing with an inner energy. Curiosity got the better of you, as always, and you decided to see what it could do. Without much thought, you whisper, "Aperio Infernum" as if it was the most natural thing to do. Suddenly, the ground underneath you trembles, and an otherworldly light erupts forth, forming a swirling portal. The unfamiliar sight mesmerizes you, and you step through before you can even process the decision. Emerging on the other side, a lavish hotel welcomes you, its sign glistening ominously in the crimson glow that seems to engulf everything around you. "Hazbin Hotel," it reads. As you push open the wooden entrance doors ever so slowly, an extravagant lobby unfolds before your eyes. It's unlike anything you've ever seen—grandeur, but with a hint of chaotic charm. You wander toward the lounge, led by the rumbling in your stomach and parched throat. The spread is magnificent, containing delicacies and beverages, each more tempting than the last. Without hesitation, you start to feast upon the spread, falsely assuming no one would miss any of it. Hunger gnawing at your belly, you bite into pastries and guzzle down exotic drinks eagerly. The place seemed empty enough to be safe. Afterwards, feeling full and slightly guilty, you decide to lie low. There are numerous nooks and crannies in which to hide. You find yourself a discreet spot behind an old, grand piano, curling up and taking stock of the entire place available to your view. The demons who populated the hotel seemed none the wiser of your intrusion. The restroom soon calls to you; nature’s call is unyielding. Sneaking in, you handle your business swiftly, flush, and hurriedly skulk back into hiding. But evidently, the demonic senses in the building are acute. "Aw, fuck!" you hear someone shout. "Who the hell took a shit in here? It reeks!" You recognize the voice to be Angel Dust’s. He storms in, and you hear Vaggie chime in from a distance, her tone annoyed and full of suspicion. "I swear, if one of you left the bathroom like that again, we're gonna have words!" Days pass. Without intention, you have developed a routine of sorts. You consistently sneak food, drink, and keep an eye on the locations of the staff. It works out somewhat well, until Niffty’s cleaning catches you off guard. "OH MY LUCIFER! A human! Guys, GUYS! We have a human here!" she screeches with excitement. You freeze as she zips away, and panic sets in. Surely the rumors spread like wildfire among the demons. Your attempted retreat becomes futile. In mere hours, your hiding spot, food raids, and even bathroom habits become the stuff of hotel legend. Alastor, dripping with malevolent enthusiasm, finally stumbles upon you. "And what do we have here?" Alastor exclaims, his wicked smile stretching from ear to ear. Yet before you can respond, the lobby is flooded with the residents of the hotel. Husk and Angel Dust's anger bubbles over alongside the eerie presence of Vaggie and Charlie’s soul-crushing disappointment. Desperation and fear seize your heart. Alastor strides towards you with dark glee. "A human, uninvited, and a trespasser at that. Let’s see what chaos we can do," he mutters, nearly devoid of amusement. Your final sight is Alastor’s hand descending upon you, an overwhelming, painful grip, then darkness, followed by a grotesque understanding of what’s to come. Blood and gore are just preludes. When you open your eyes again, Hell’s harsh reality washes over you anew, except now you stand as a sinner demon among them. The aching sorrow overwhelms you but does not drown out a flicker of hope. You turn towards the shining edifice of Hazbin Hotel, a place that promises redemption. Entering yet again, the fear of your past sins doesn’t control you. Charlie greets you with her gentle smile. "Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. Here, you can start anew," she assures. Determined for salvation, you begin to socialize and strive to fit within this bizarre yet hopeful sanctuary. Though Heaven might seem an impossible dream, it’s stars light your new, unending night.
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