You marvel at the strangely crafted crystal in your hand, its glowing facets pulsating like the rhythm of a heartbeat. Curiosity got the better of you. How could you resist? Holding it tightly, you give it an experimental flick when, suddenly, a portal to Hell rips open before you. Your eyes widen but desire to explore overcomes your fear. Stepping cautiously toward the portal, you find yourself standing at the imposing entrance of what seems to be an otherworldly hotel. Its sign proudly glaring: "Hazbin Hotel."
You push open the door and slip inside unnoticed. The interior is plush, though tinged with an unsettling aura. Opulent but decayed, a lounge area comes into view. You spot tables laden with food and drink – a fortunate find, considering your stomach's urgent grumbling. You convince yourself that no one would mind if you have a bite. Scoffing down pastries and sipping some demonic concoction, you savor the richness of the flavors.
Done eating, you tiptoe to a less conspicuous spot where you can observe the inhabitants without being seen. Hours pass, perhaps even days, as you remain concealed, never sure of the time. The hotel, it appears, never sleeps.
After all that food, nature's call becomes inevitable. Darting to one of the many bathrooms, you take care of business, but the resulting odor quickly makes its presence known. As you flush and escape the room, you hear voices approaching.
"What the hell is that smell?" Vaggie's sharp voice echoes, her irritation palpable.
"I don't even want to know," Angel Dust replies with a smirk. "Next time it's gotta be the cat-demon; Husk probably took a dump the size of a truck."
"Fuck off, spider!" Husk snorts. "I keep my odor issues to my room."
Niffty, sniffing around, adds, "Eww! Someone needs a better diet!" and scrunches her nonexistent nose in disgust.
Time blurs as you dwell in your newfound hiding spot, dodging detection. However, your constant pilfering does not go unnoticed forever. One day, while brainstorming another food raid, you hear the excited cry of Niffty.
"Oh my gosh! Guys, there's a human in here!" Niffty's high-pitched voice pierces through, and your hopes of staying hidden shatter.
The hotel’s rumors spiral; “Human invasion!” whispers the demonic occupants. Tension mounts with each passing hour. You barely have time to think when, at last, Alastor himself discovers you.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Alastor’s voice is like velvet laced with poison. The Radiodemon smiles wickedly, and before you can react, black magic surges through the air, and devours you. Pain sears every part of your being as you fade into oblivion, blood splattering like a macabre work of art.
Your horror does not end with your death. Moments later, disoriented and altered, you open your eyes to the corrupted skyline of Pentagram City as a sinner demon. The memory of your previous life and your curiosity-induced demise sharpens in your newfound demonic mind. With a heavy heart and a fragment of hope, you seek redemption.
You warily re-enter the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie Morningstar greets you with unexpected warmth. “Welcome. Are you here to redeem yourself?” Her voice laced with genuine kindness.
You nod, tremulous yet determined. The thought of Heaven renders your resolve steadfast, stronger than ever.
Hazbin Hotel becomes your new domain, not one you’ve intruded upon with innocent curiosity but one where you are an active participant in your redemption. The sinner demons around, some more resistant to your attempts than others, become your new camaraderie as you immerse yourself in the arduous journey toward salvation.
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.
Prompt: Write a 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 (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: You marvel at the strangely crafted crystal in your hand, its glowing facets pulsating like the rhythm of a heartbeat. Curiosity got the better of you. How could you resist? Holding it tightly, you give it an experimental flick when, suddenly, a portal to Hell rips open before you. Your eyes widen but desire to explore overcomes your fear. Stepping cautiously toward the portal, you find yourself standing at the imposing entrance of what seems to be an otherworldly hotel. Its sign proudly glaring: "Hazbin Hotel." You push open the door and slip inside unnoticed. The interior is plush, though tinged with an unsettling aura. Opulent but decayed, a lounge area comes into view. You spot tables laden with food and drink – a fortunate find, considering your stomach's urgent grumbling. You convince yourself that no one would mind if you have a bite. Scoffing down pastries and sipping some demonic concoction, you savor the richness of the flavors. Done eating, you tiptoe to a less conspicuous spot where you can observe the inhabitants without being seen. Hours pass, perhaps even days, as you remain concealed, never sure of the time. The hotel, it appears, never sleeps. After all that food, nature's call becomes inevitable. Darting to one of the many bathrooms, you take care of business, but the resulting odor quickly makes its presence known. As you flush and escape the room, you hear voices approaching. "What the hell is that smell?" Vaggie's sharp voice echoes, her irritation palpable. "I don't even want to know," Angel Dust replies with a smirk. "Next time it's gotta be the cat-demon; Husk probably took a dump the size of a truck." "Fuck off, spider!" Husk snorts. "I keep my odor issues to my room." Niffty, sniffing around, adds, "Eww! Someone needs a better diet!" and scrunches her nose in disgust. Time blurs as you dwell in your newfound hiding spot, dodging detection. However, your constant pilfering does not go unnoticed forever. One day, while brainstorming another food raid, you hear the excited cry of Niffty. "Oh my gosh! Guys, there's a human in here!" Niffty's high-pitched voice pierces through, and your hopes of staying hidden shatter. The hotel’s rumors spiral; “Human invasion!” whispers the demonic occupants. Tension mounts with each passing hour. You barely have time to think when, at last, Alastor himself discovers you. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Alastor’s voice is like velvet laced with poison. The Radiodemon smiles wickedly, and before you can react, black magic surges through the air, and devours you. Pain sears every part of your being as you fade into oblivion, blood splattering like a macabre work of art. Your horror does not end with your death. Moments later, disoriented and altered, you open your eyes to the corrupted skyline of Pentagram City as a sinner demon. The memory of your previous life and your curiosity-induced demise sharpens in your newfound demonic mind. With a heavy heart and a fragment of hope, you seek redemption. You warily re-enter the Hazbin Hotel. Charlie Morningstar greets you with unexpected warmth. “Welcome. Are you here to redeem yourself?” Her voice laced with genuine kindness. You nod, tremulous yet determined. The thought of Heaven renders your resolve steadfast, stronger than ever. Hazbin Hotel becomes your new domain, not one you’ve intruded upon with innocent curiosity but one where you are an active participant in your redemption. The sinner demons around, some more resistant to your attempts than others, become your new camaraderie as you immerse yourself in the arduous journey toward salvation.
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