Asmodean Crystal: Human's Curious Journey Through the Hazbin Hotel
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Curiosity sparked like a flame in your chest the moment you discovered the mystical, blood-red gem on your walk back home. It lay nestled beside an ancient oak, glinting ominously under the twilight sky. Brushing the dust off, you turned it over in your hands, noting the faint cracks running across its surface. Unbeknownst to you, this was the Asmodean Crystal, carelessly dropped during some imp's mission from Hell. Your innocent fingers traced the lines etched into the surface, and suddenly, with an intense whip of air, a portal tore open before you.
You stumble back, heart pounding as you glimpse pyratic flames licking the edges of a distant doorway. It's adorned with neon lights, reading “Hazbin Hotel” in sultry letters. Amidst your shock, a curious compulsion urges you forward. What could truly lie within?
With one last breath of earthly air, you step through the infernal gateway. Heat and an acrid scent of brimstone strike you instantly, causing your eyes to water, but you press on. The hotel's entrance door looms ahead, eerie yet irresistibly inviting.
Inside, a lavishly eerie waiting area sprawls out. A chandelier made of bones sparkles above, and demonic whispers reverberate off plush, crimson walls. No staff or wandering guests in sight. You find solace in the quiet and sneak into the lounge room where a decadent buffet of food and drinks awaits, seemingly untouched.
Hunger gnaws at your insides, and you cannot resist. Munching on a sandwich, you wash it down with a glass of some mysterious bubbling liquid. It tastes like ecstasy and something else, something wrong but oh so good.
Feeling sated, you slip into the shadows, making your way into one of the upper rooms. No one can know a mere human is here in the depths of hell.
Time passes in a nerve-racking calm. You manage to scour the hotel unnoticed, stealing sips of drinks and bites of Hell-born delicacies. Still, it's only a matter of time before curiosity gets the best of someone.
You're lurking behind heavy, cobwebbed curtains in the hallway when a light-hearted, voice echoes, "This place is so dusty! I can't believe no one's cleaning this up. Oh! What’s this? Did someone sneak in?" Niffty, the hyperactive cyclops maid, prances about. She swipes at the curtains, and your heart nearly stops as you hold your breath.
Moments later, Razzle, the small winged goat-like demon, trots by. His eyes glint as he mutters, “I swear I smell something...off.” He sniffs the air and heads in your direction.
In panic, you bolt into another room, trying to find a place to hide, but a demonic squeal pins you in place. “Fat Nuggets? What are you doing here, little piggy?” you whisper, but the creature just stares with beady eyes, curious.
Your heartbeat crescendos as you hear Angel Dust's voice from down the hall, laced with irritation and charm, "Alright, who the f*** touched my stuff?" His eyes narrow when he spats, "Niffty, Razzle, did you see anyone?”
Anxiety wraps around you like chains as the rumors about a human invader ripple through the hotel. It’s only a matter of time.
On a fated day, you are spotted by Husk. His bloodshot eyes widen, and then he shouts in his gruff voice, “There’s the piece of sh**! A damn human in the hotel!”
Chaos explodes. Figures swarm around you, trapping you in a tight circle. Vaggie, with her piercing gaze, gritted teeth. “How did you get here?” Her eyes are ruthless.
Alastor, the Radio Demon, steps forward with an unnerving grin. The regal, demonic presence silently, almost joyfully, contemplates your fate before he extends his hand, conjuring dark energies. Your last sight as a human is Alastor’s smile widening, and the searing pain that rips through you.
Once the darkness fades, you awake in the pulsating, ever-dark Pentagram City, now one of them—a sinner demon.
Confusion grips you, but also a surprising, relentless hope. You long for Heaven, a second chance. There's only one place to turn: the Hazbin Hotel.
Stepping through those doors feels surreal. Charlie Morningstar greets you warmly, her ethereal glow standing stark amidst the hellish decor, "Welcome, I hope we can help you find redemption."
Your journey begins anew with this set of demons who will soon become your strange, unexpected family. Redemption is within reach, and you won't let Hell take your heart away from that new vision of Heaven.
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 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, 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 (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 ate the food minutes or hours ago, 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 Niffty, 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 (either 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: Curiosity sparked like a flame in your chest the moment you discovered the mystical, blood-red gem on your walk back home. It lay nestled beside an ancient oak, glinting ominously under the twilight sky. Brushing the dust off, you turned it over in your hands, noting the faint cracks running across its surface. Unbeknownst to you, this was the Asmodean Crystal, carelessly dropped during some imp's mission from Hell. Your innocent fingers traced the lines etched into the surface, and suddenly, with an intense whip of air, a portal tore open before you. You stumble back, heart pounding as you glimpse pyratic flames licking the edges of a distant doorway. It's adorned with neon lights, reading “Hazbin Hotel” in sultry letters. Amidst your shock, a curious compulsion urges you forward. What could truly lie within? With one last breath of earthly air, you step through the infernal gateway. Heat and an acrid scent of brimstone strike you instantly, causing your eyes to water, but you press on. The hotel's entrance door looms ahead, eerie yet irresistibly inviting. Inside, a lavishly eerie waiting area sprawls out. A chandelier made of bones sparkles above, and demonic whispers reverberate off plush, crimson walls. No staff or wandering guests in sight. You find solace in the quiet and sneak into the lounge room where a decadent buffet of food and drinks awaits, seemingly untouched. Hunger gnaws at your insides, and you cannot resist. Munching on a sandwich, you wash it down with a glass of some mysterious bubbling liquid. It tastes like ecstasy and something else, something wrong but oh so good. Feeling sated, you slip into the shadows, making your way into one of the upper rooms. No one can know a mere human is here in the depths of hell. Time passes in a nerve-racking calm. You manage to scour the hotel unnoticed, stealing sips of drinks and bites of Hell-born delicacies. Still, it's only a matter of time before curiosity gets the best of someone. You're lurking behind heavy, cobwebbed curtains in the hallway when a light-hearted, voice echoes, "This place is so dusty! I can't believe no one's cleaning this up. Oh! What’s this? Did someone sneak in?" Niffty, the hyperactive cyclops maid, prances about. She swipes at the curtains, and your heart nearly stops as you hold your breath. Moments later, Razzle, the small winged goat-like demon, trots by. His eyes glint as he mutters, “I swear I smell something...off.” He sniffs the air and heads in your direction. In panic, you bolt into another room, trying to find a place to hide, but a demonic squeal pins you in place. “Fat Nuggets? What are you doing here, little piggy?” you whisper, but the creature just stares with beady eyes, curious. Your heartbeat crescendos as you hear Angel Dust's voice from down the hall, laced with irritation and charm, "Alright, who the f*** touched my stuff?" His eyes narrow when he spats, "Niffty, Razzle, did you see anyone?” Anxiety wraps around you like chains as the rumors about a human invader ripple through the hotel. It’s only a matter of time. On a fated day, you are spotted by Husk. His bloodshot eyes widen, and then he shouts in his gruff voice, “There’s the piece of sh**! A damn human in the hotel!” Chaos explodes. Figures swarm around you, trapping you in a tight circle. Vaggie, with her piercing gaze, gritted teeth. “How did you get here?” Her eyes are ruthless. Alastor, the Radio Demon, steps forward with an unnerving grin. The regal, demonic presence silently, almost joyfully, contemplates your fate before he extends his hand, conjuring dark energies. Your last sight as a human is Alastor’s smile widening, and the searing pain that rips through you. Once the darkness fades, you awake in the pulsating, ever-dark Pentagram City, now one of them—a sinner demon. Confusion grips you, but also a surprising, relentless hope. You long for Heaven, a second chance. There's only one place to turn: the Hazbin Hotel. Stepping through those doors feels surreal. Charlie Morningstar greets you warmly, her ethereal glow standing stark amidst the hellish decor, "Welcome, I hope we can help you find redemption." Your journey begins anew with this set of demons who will soon become your strange, unexpected family. Redemption is within reach, and you won't let Hell take your heart away from that new vision of Heaven.
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