"Asmodean Crystal: Human's Journey of Redemption in the Hazbin Hotel and Hell"
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You didn’t intend for any of this when you found that peculiar crystal. It was an unexceptional day, one you believed would pass without anything noteworthy. While you were walking through the park, you stumbled over the gem-like Asmodean Crystal, its dark red glow captivating your curiosity. Picking it up, you wondered what it could be. It was clear, though, it was unlike anything you had seen before.
Without thinking through the consequences, you muttered the words inscribed on the crystalline surface. A rippling vortex opened before you, swathed in devilish hues. With a gulp, you decided to step through—the worst it could do is send you home, right? Instead, you found yourself at the gates of a grand, peculiar hotel that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy: the Hazbin Hotel.
The lobby was deserted, save for eerie music playing softly from an unseen source. Your thirst and hunger took hold, guiding you to the lounge where a delightful spread was laid out. You feasted on the delights, satisfied and content—for now.
You wondered if anyone would mind your presence. Surely, no one? And in this hotel, you thought you’d stay hidden easily. Days turned to weeks as you made the Hazbin Hotel your impromptu home, although the faint paranoia of being discovered gnawed at you. After all, it’s Hell, and you were a mere human.
One evening, you tip-toed to one of the restrooms to relieve yourself. Despite your best efforts to flush and mask the odor, you could not shake the feeling that you'd been discovered.
“Who the fuck made our bathroom smell like a damned cesspit?” Angel Dust, the spider demon, hissed in annoyance as you quietly high-tailed it back to your hideout. Niffty was also heard gossiping about it.
“First our food and drinks, now this,” Vaggie growled sternly, “we need to get to the bottom of this mess.”
Husk grumbled, taking a swig from a bottle that now had become almost synonymous with his existence, “Angels, hellspawn, what difference does it make? Everyone’s a walking problem here.”
One day, while hiding behind an eloquently designed vase, you locked eyes with Niffty. She squealed with delight, bounding around and shouting, "Hey everyone! There's a human here! A real, live human!" By then, it seemed you had been caught, and the whispers spread among the hotel's inhabitants.
Hours later, as you cowered in the darkest corner of the hotel basement, your fear turned tangible when Alastor’s unsettling voice echoed around you, “My dear, you have been stalking these halls for far too long.” His smile was as wide as it was terrifying.
“No, please, I didn’t mean any harm,” you started, but it was already too late. The Radio Demon’s gory approach, with dark magic flourishing and the smell of impending doom, sent shivers down your spine.
"Time to bid farewell, little trespasser," he murmured, with a hint of relish.
Suddenly, as if your life force drained away, you felt the agony of being torn apart. The searing pain, the blood, and the eventual silence consumed you. Darkness swirled around you, pulling you deeper into the bowels of Hell.
You awaken in Pentagram City, but something is different. You're no longer the curious human but a newly-minted demon with tails of regret threading through your heart. Your decision had set you on a path unforeseen.
With newfound determination, you set your sights on redemption. You trudged back to the Hazbin Hotel, unsure of what lay ahead but hopeful for another chance. Charlie saw you, a glimmer of understanding in her eyes. “I see you’ve decided to change,” she smiled warmly, “You’re welcome here.”
“Thank you,” you croaked with sincerity. From that moment on, you were committed to the path of rehabilitation, striving each day to be better, to do better. The road to Heaven may be arduous, but with the help of the Hazbin Hotel’s unique and eccentric denizens, you held on to a glimmer of hope. It was all you had, after all.
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 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 and (just like how these demons complained about their food and drinks being eaten earlier) 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 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 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: You didn’t intend for any of this when you found that peculiar crystal. It was an unexceptional day, one you believed would pass without anything noteworthy. While you were walking through the park, you stumbled over the gem-like Asmodean Crystal, its dark red glow captivating your curiosity. Picking it up, you wondered what it could be. It was clear, though, it was unlike anything you had seen before. Without thinking through the consequences, you muttered the words inscribed on the crystalline surface. A rippling vortex opened before you, swathed in devilish hues. With a gulp, you decided to step through—the worst it could do is send you home, right? Instead, you found yourself at the gates of a grand, peculiar hotel that seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy: the Hazbin Hotel. The lobby was deserted, save for eerie music playing softly from an unseen source. Your thirst and hunger took hold, guiding you to the lounge where a delightful spread was laid out. You feasted on the delights, satisfied and content—for now. You wondered if anyone would mind your presence. Surely, no one? And in this hotel, you thought you’d stay hidden easily. Days turned to weeks as you made the Hazbin Hotel your impromptu home, although the faint paranoia of being discovered gnawed at you. After all, it’s Hell, and you were a mere human. One evening, you tip-toed to one of the restrooms to relieve yourself. Despite your best efforts to flush and mask the odor, you could not shake the feeling that you'd been discovered. “Who the fuck made our bathroom smell like a damned cesspit?” Angel Dust, the spider demon, hissed in annoyance as you quietly high-tailed it back to your hideout. Niffty was also heard gossiping about it. “First our food and drinks, now this,” Vaggie growled sternly, “we need to get to the bottom of this mess.” Husk grumbled, taking a swig from a bottle that now had become almost synonymous with his existence, “Humans, hellspawn, what difference does it make? Everyone’s a walking problem here.” One day, while hiding behind an eloquently designed vase, you locked eyes with Niffty. She squealed with delight, bounding around and shouting, "Hey everyone! There's a human here! A real, live human!" By then, it seemed you had been caught, and the whispers spread among the hotel's inhabitants. Hours later, as you cowered in the darkest corner of the hotel basement, your fear turned tangible when Alastor’s unsettling voice echoed around you, “My dear, you have been stalking these halls for far too long.” His smile was as wide as it was terrifying. “No, please, I didn’t mean any harm,” you started, but it was already too late. The Radio Demon’s gory approach, with dark magic flourishing and the smell of impending doom, sent shivers down your spine. "Time to bid farewell, little trespasser," he murmured, with a hint of relish. Suddenly, as if your life force drained away, you felt the agony of being torn apart. The searing pain, the blood, and the eventual silence consumed you. Darkness swirled around you, pulling you deeper into the bowels of Hell. You awaken in Pentagram City, but something is different. You're no longer the curious human but a newly-minted demon with tails of regret threading through your heart. Your decision had set you on a path unforeseen. With newfound determination, you set your sights on redemption. You trudged back to the Hazbin Hotel, unsure of what lay ahead but hopeful for another chance. Charlie saw you, a glimmer of understanding in her eyes. “I see you’ve decided to change,” she smiled warmly, “You’re welcome here.” “Thank you,” you croaked with sincerity. From that moment on, you were committed to the path of rehabilitation, striving each day to be better, to do better. The road to Heaven may be arduous, but with the help of the Hazbin Hotel’s unique and eccentric denizens, you held on to a glimmer of hope. It was all you had, after all.
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