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"The Asmodean Crystal: The Human Duo's Journey to Hell's Hazbin Hotel"

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The streets were quiet in your neighborhood that night, though you could still hear the distant sounds of the city’s nightlife. Your friend, Sam, was with you, both of you having decided a nighttime walk was essential to clear the cobwebs of boredom from your minds. That's when you found it—the strange, glimmering Asmodean Crystal lying oddly out of place on the sidewalk.

“I think we should take it,” you said, glancing at Sam who shrugged nonchalantly, though curiosity sparkled in her eyes.

“Why not? Who leaves a sparkly thing just lying around like this?” Sam replied, bending down to pick it up. The crystal was warm to the touch, pulsating with an alluring light.

Back in your apartment, the two of you examined the crystal under the fluorescent kitchen lights. Your fingers traced the strange symbols carved into its facets. After a moment, you held it between you, your eyes locking with Sam's.

“Shall we?” you asked with an adventurous grin.

“I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?” said Sam, the same mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

In that moment, the crystal flared with an intense light. The ground shook, reality seemed to bend, and a swirling portal burst open before you. A warm, sulfuric breeze blew into your face, the scent both unfamiliar and strangely inviting.

“Oh my God, is that…?” Sam's voice was breathless as you both peered into the churning, flaming vortex. On the other side, you could make out the towering structure—an amalgamation of grandeur and decay—signs pointing towards “Hazbin Hotel.”

“Only one way to find out.” You grabbed Sam's hand and stepped through.

Emerging on the other side, you caught your breath as you took in the impressive sight. The decrepitness of the hotel exterior belied an otherworldly charm. The manic melding of an airship, ocean liner, carousel, and more, fused into this other-dimensional architecture.

“Are we really here? Like, is this Hell?” Sam asked, her voice tinged with awe and tremor.

“Yes, and that's the Hazbin Hotel,” you confirmed, eyes wide as you approached the double doors with stained glass.

Taking a deep breath, you both pushed open the doors and slipped inside the reception. No one appeared to be around.

“Whoa, this place is…” Sam trailed off.

“Creepy and amazing at once,” you finished, the lobby’s lavish yet disheveled decadence stretching before your eyes. Ambling through, you came across a large table lined with an assortment of food and drinks, a buffet of temptation.

“I’m starving!” Sam said, eyes widening as she reached for a strangely appetizing-looking pastry. You hesitated for the briefest of moments but then shrugged. After all, you were deep in Hell, who would mind?

As you both greedily filled your hands with food, a rogue thought crossed your mind. “I hope this isn’t someone else’s.”

“Maybe it's just, like, a free-for-all,” Sam replied, her mouth full.

After satisfying your hunger and thirst, you ventured into the labyrinthine halls of the hotel. Both of you caught sight of intricate detailing in the furniture and décor—eyes and snake motifs, circus themes, and gold-fringed everything. You were about to suggest exploring more when an unwelcome bodily pressure made itself known.

“Uh, restrooms, where?” you mumbled, embarrassed.

After a desperate search, you located a gaudily decorated restroom. You and Sam sighed in relief after taking care of business, but unbeknownst to you, the smell lingered and wafted through the hotel.

“Whoever ate my food is gonna pay!” Vaggie’s voice echoed, gruff and angry. It startled you both as you swiftly returned to a shadowed corridor.

“Seriously, you can't leave your crap for one minute without some asshole taking it!” Angel Dust fumed, more animatedly annoyed.

“Just smells like death around here now,” Husk muttered.

You and Sam exchanged guilty, amused looks.

However, it wasn't long before Niffty, the diminutive, one-eyed demon girl, stumbled upon you while organizing a nearby room. Her single eye widened, excitement radiating from her being as she squealed, “New friends!” before rushing off.

“This can't be good,” Sam whispered. Panic rose as you considered your next move, but it was too late.

Demons began to swarm around you, summoned by Niffty’s cries. Charlie and Vaggie arrived first, confusion written across their faces.

“What the hell? Humans, are you lost?” Charlie asked, puzzled.

“Who the f*** ate my TA-” Angel Dust started, before stopping in his tracks, noticing you.

“That was you?” Vaggie glared daggers, hands on her hips.

Before you had a chance to explain or beg for mercy, Alastor appeared, his grin wide and menacing.

“What a delightful mess!” he cackled, eyes glowing ominously. “I love chaos.”

The room’s temperature dropped, or maybe it was just the chill of Alastor's smile. With a flick of his hand, an arcane darkness enveloped you both. The world became a frothing sea of shadows and pain. You barely registered Alastor’s form shifting grotesquely, and a violent, sudden end claimed you.

---

You awoke in a haze, now standing with Sam in the twisted streets of Pentagram City. The familiarity of your senses felt off, a reflection short of normality. You glanced at each other—horns, tails, otherworldly features signified your transformation into sinner demons.

“This… this isn’t over,” you vowed, hands clenching as you looked back at the looming facade of the Hazbin Hotel. This was your chance, your shared desire for redemption bound more firmly now in your chests.

Stepping back into the hotel, Charlie greeted you warmly, her posture inviting.

“Welcome, friends. Let’s work together to reach some redemption,” she said, her smile genuine.

With determination, you and Sam began your new journey—learning to redeem yourselves among the denizens of Hell, reaching for an ever-distant hope of Heaven—or at least a better existence.

In the end, Hell hadn’t broken you. It had merely opened another chapter in your story, one you were now ironically glad to write together.

This story was generated by user DylanVsFizzarolli 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.

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Prompt: Write a POV story of two humans (one who is a reader and the other who is his/her friend or sibling), 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 both humans decided, out of innocent curiosity (with no ill intent), 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 both humans (with no ill intent and with pure curiosity) enter the portal and into Hell before they both go through the hotel's entrance doors and enter inside the Hazbin Hotel without the hotel's staff or guests/clients/patrons knowing. Here is what the hotel looks like; The Hazbin Hotel exterior is a tall, elaborate amalgamation of arched windows and turrets, one of which seems to be broken. It appears to be at least seven stories tall, with at least five of which being guest floors. Remnants of an airship, an ocean liner, a sailing ship and a carousel litter both sides and appear to have been incorporated into the structure of the building itself; there is also a train with some tracks looping the first and second floor exterior. Located on the top right of the building is a small radio broadcasting room, which is used as the work area for Alastor. Many signs are displayed outside the hotel: One atop the entrance reminiscent of the Hazbin Hotel logo, a large pink one atop the building with the hotel's name in lights, a neon 'HOTEL' sign at the bottom right and atop the building where Alastor's broadcast room is located, a small 'On-Air' sign is visible. Also located on the outer facade are various arrows pointing to the entrance and the broadcast room. The entrance has a tented cover with a booth in the center reminiscent of a circus or theater ticket booth. On either side of the booth are a set of double doors that have stained glass; in the pilot, they once depicted an apple on each one but were destroyed by an explosion due to Sir Pentious blowing up the doors with his airship (prior to Sir Pentious changing ways to become a nicer person before redeeming himself and becoming a saint angel (after his willing sacrifice against the series' main antagonist Adam (the exorcist angel) just before Adam is defeated by Lucifer Morningstar and killed by Niffty) in the season 1's finale episode "The Show Must Go On"). The hotel's interior (prior to this story) was shown to be in a state of disrepair, with wooden boards covering shattered windows, signs warning of asbestos, bloodied tools left lying around, and paintings are shown hanging off the walls (however, just after the season 1's finale episode "The Show Must Go On", these have been fixed after the hotel was rebuilt by Charlie's father Lucifer Morningstar). Much of the furniture in the lobby are strewn around haphazardly or remain boxed up in several large wooden crates. The bar uses skeletons, snakes, and bones as general themes, along with card suits and candles, and advertises itself as a casino. The area the bar in has glowing green wooden walls instead of the usual red wallpaper, with a "Jackpot" sign on the left wall and a Beelzejuice neon sign on the right wall. The word "concierge" can be presumed to be shown above the bar, and Alastor calls it the front desk when talking to Husk, suggesting that it is also the check-in counter. Despite the shabby and poor condition of the hotel, the overall theme of the building remains ornate and regal, with stained glass windows, lavish furniture, and generous usage of gold. Like the rest of Hell, the hotel has a largely red color scheme. There are many apple, snake and circus motifs throughout the hotel's interior, in reference to Charlie Morningstar's royal family, or more specifically, Lucifer Morningstar. Eyes are also a recurring theme throughout the building, appearing on the frame of almost every single painting and several vases and jars. The room the two women (Charlie Morningstar and Vaggie) share is rather large, with a regal look and a large bed, and has a window with a view of Pentagram City. Angel Dust's room has striped wallpaper, a vanity, mirrors, a place to put his wigs, and a bed with several pillows of various design, while beside it is a small bed for Fat Nuggets shaped like a pink heart with a small pillow on top, and with both beds on a single platform with neon lights. The wall behind the bed has photos of him, Cherri, and Fat Nuggets, as well as a couple of his film posters, while the bedside wall has neon lights shaped like webs. The door to his room has neon lights shaped like webs with hearts, and has three photos of him and his friends, and Fat Nuggets. Alastor's room has a mixture between both traditional décor and the fantastical, with one half being a classic "fancy study", complete with tasteful wallpaper and furnishings, the other half being a literal swamp conjured as a dining area. Sir Pentious' room (prior to Sir Pentious' death and sacrifice in the season 1's finale episode "The Show Must Go On") shared his (Sir Pentious') airship's steampunk aesthetics of golden cogs and gears and a red and black color scheme, while his bed was a circular mattress lined with pillows; this room is now currently vacant due to Sir Pentious' invented sacrifice. After going through the hotel's doors, both of the humans (the reader and his/her friend or sibling) find themselves in the hotel's lounge room before finding the food and drinks on the table and consumes some of the food (they both wrongly believes no one will mind this, wrongly believing that the food are for everyone to eat and drink, although the reader's friend/sibling is initially concerned about it being someone else's food before the reader tells his/her friend or sibling that this table may be a buffet table hence why there's so much food, so the reader's friend or sibling is no longer worried), since both of the humans are hungry and thirsty (because they have not eaten for a day, so they need food and something to drink). The human duo then go 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 both of the humans quietly snicker out in amusement (they both find the demons' complaints about the stolen food and drinks kinda funny, even if the human duo feel guilty). The human duo then feel like they have to pee/poop, so they both then use one of the hotel's restrooms to get rid of their pee and poop, while they also do 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 duo don'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 duo having already flushed the toilet, the smell still lingers, but the smell is not too terrible (and not that different from Earth and is identical to the smell back on Earth) to the human duo unlike to the demons, which to the demons smells very bad), while these demons do not know it was the human duo who made that smell. This also makes both of the humans quietly snicker out in amusement (they find the demons' complaints about the bathroom's smell kinda funny, even if both the humans feel guilty). However, while both of the humans' secrecy in the Hazbin Hotel have 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 both of the humans themselves), are then (much to their horror) discovered by one of the Hazbin Hotel's occupants, discovered by either Niffty (who would then smile/grin and scream out of excitement before running off to let the other demons know about the humans being in the hotel), or 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 the humans inhabiting the hotel among the demons. Sadly and eventually (either hours or days later after the first demon finds both of the humans), the humans, much to their horror, are found by another demon, who yells/tells other demons about their presence to let them about it. The demons then surround both of the humans (with Charlie Morningstar being confused while Vaggie, Angel Dust, and Husk being unhappy with the human duo eating their food and stinking up the restroom, whilst also just as confused about the humans being in Hell, just as all other demons being confused about the humans being in Hell, since no human has ever visited or lived in Hell) before one of the demons (most likely Alastor, who enjoys chaos such as this) brutally kills both of the humans (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) or cannibalism (shredding the human duo with his teeth and devouring/eating the human duo). After both of the humans' death, the human duo then manifests in Pentagram City (located in the Pride Ring of Hell) as sinner demons (confirming that they had both died, hence why they are no longer mortal) due to their sinful trespassing into the Hazbin Hotel. Later, both the sinner demon duo (formerly the human reader and his/her friend or sibling) want to be rehabilitated (in short, redeemed) so they both could hopefully one day be accepted by Heaven and manifest in Heaven as saint angels (which are unlike heavenborn angels, which were always born angels, since the saint angels were once humans before they died), so the sinner demon duo (formerly the human duo) enter the Hazbin Hotel (now with purpose) and are welcomed by Charlie Morningstar, and the sinner demon duo (formerly the human duo) start trying to redeem themselves and socialize with the Hazbin Hotel's other clients/patrons in a healthy/positive and non-sinful manner, in hopes that one day they 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 streets were quiet in your neighborhood that night, though you could still hear the distant sounds of the city’s nightlife. Your friend, Sam, was with you, both of you having decided a nighttime walk was essential to clear the cobwebs of boredom from your minds. That's when you found it—the strange, glimmering Asmodean Crystal lying oddly out of place on the sidewalk. “I think we should take it,” you said, glancing at Sam who shrugged nonchalantly, though curiosity sparkled in her eyes. “Why not? Who leaves a sparkly thing just lying around like this?” Sam replied, bending down to pick it up. The crystal was warm to the touch, pulsating with an alluring light. Back in your apartment, the two of you examined the crystal under the fluorescent kitchen lights. Your fingers traced the strange symbols carved into its facets. After a moment, you held it between you, your eyes locking with Sam's. “Shall we?” you asked with an adventurous grin. “I mean, what’s the worst that could happen?” said Sam, the same mischievous glimmer in her eyes. In that moment, the crystal flared with an intense light. The ground shook, reality seemed to bend, and a swirling portal burst open before you. A warm, sulfuric breeze blew into your face, the scent both unfamiliar and strangely inviting. “Oh my God, is that…?” Sam's voice was breathless as you both peered into the churning, flaming vortex. On the other side, you could make out the towering structure—an amalgamation of grandeur and decay—signs pointing towards “Hazbin Hotel.” “Only one way to find out.” You grabbed Sam's hand and stepped through. Emerging on the other side, you caught your breath as you took in the impressive sight. The decrepitness of the hotel exterior belied an otherworldly charm. The manic melding of an airship, ocean liner, carousel, and more, fused into this other-dimensional architecture. “Are we really here? Like, is this Hell?” Sam asked, her voice tinged with awe and tremor. “Yes, and that's the Hazbin Hotel,” you confirmed, eyes wide as you approached the double doors with stained glass. Taking a deep breath, you both pushed open the doors and slipped inside the reception. No one appeared to be around. “Whoa, this place is…” Sam trailed off. “Creepy and amazing at once,” you finished, the lobby’s lavish yet disheveled decadence stretching before your eyes. Ambling through, you came across a large table lined with an assortment of food and drinks, a buffet of temptation. “I’m starving!” Sam said, eyes widening as she reached for a strangely appetizing-looking pastry. You hesitated for the briefest of moments but then shrugged. After all, you were deep in Hell, who would mind? As you both greedily filled your hands with food, a rogue thought crossed your mind. “I hope this isn’t someone else’s.” “Maybe it's just, like, a free-for-all,” Sam replied, her mouth full. After satisfying your hunger and thirst, you ventured into the labyrinthine halls of the hotel. Both of you caught sight of intricate detailing in the furniture and décor—eyes and snake motifs, circus themes, and gold-fringed everything. You were about to suggest exploring more when an unwelcome bodily pressure made itself known. “Uh, restrooms, where?” you mumbled, embarrassed. After a desperate search, you located a gaudily decorated restroom. You and Sam sighed in relief after taking care of business, but unbeknownst to you, the smell lingered and wafted through the hotel. “Whoever ate my food is gonna pay!” Vaggie’s voice echoed, gruff and angry. It startled you both as you swiftly returned to a shadowed corridor. “Seriously, you can't leave your crap for one minute without some asshole taking it!” Angel Dust fumed, more animatedly annoyed. “Just smells like death around here now,” Husk muttered. You and Sam exchanged guilty, amused looks. However, it wasn't long before Niffty, the diminutive, one-eyed demon girl, stumbled upon you while organizing a nearby room. Her single eye widened, excitement radiating from her being as she squealed, “New friends!” before rushing off. “This can't be good,” Sam whispered. Panic rose as you considered your next move, but it was too late. Demons began to swarm around you, summoned by Niffty’s cries. Charlie and Vaggie arrived first, confusion written across their faces. “What the hell? Humans, are you lost?” Charlie asked, puzzled. “Who the f*** ate my TA-” Angel Dust started, before stopping in his tracks, noticing you. “That was you?” Vaggie glared daggers, hands on her hips. Before you had a chance to explain or beg for mercy, Alastor appeared, his grin wide and menacing. “What a delightful mess!” he cackled, eyes glowing ominously. “I love chaos.” The room’s temperature dropped, or maybe it was just the chill of Alastor's smile. With a flick of his hand, an arcane darkness enveloped you both. The world became a frothing sea of shadows and pain. You barely registered Alastor’s form shifting grotesquely, and a violent, sudden end claimed you. --- You awoke in a haze, now standing with Sam in the twisted streets of Pentagram City. The familiarity of your senses felt off, a reflection short of normality. You glanced at each other—horns, tails, otherworldly features signified your transformation into sinner demons. “This… this isn’t over,” you vowed, hands clenching as you looked back at the looming facade of the Hazbin Hotel. This was your chance, your shared desire for redemption bound more firmly now in your chests. Stepping back into the hotel, Charlie greeted you warmly, her posture inviting. “Welcome, friends. Let’s work together to reach some redemption,” she said, her smile genuine. With determination, you and Sam began your new journey—learning to redeem yourselves among the denizens of Hell, reaching for an ever-distant hope of Heaven—or at least a better existence. In the end, Hell hadn’t broken you. It had merely opened another chapter in your story, one you were now ironically glad to write together.

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