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"Asmodean Crystal's Curse: Human's Journey to Redemption in Hell's Hazbin Hotel"

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You were walking through the park when you noticed a strange gleam in the grass. As you bent down to pick it up, you saw an oddly shaped crystal glowing with an otherworldly light. Curiosity got the best of you, and you decided to take it home.

At home, you marveled at the crystal, considering the possibilities. What could it be? Deciding to experiment a little, you grasped it tightly and closed your eyes, a strange whisper echoing in the back of your mind. Moments later, the room shook, and a portal tore itself open before you, revealing an entrance to a decrepit but strangely enticing hotel. Bold letters spelled "Hazbin Hotel."

Stepping through the portal, you entered the hotel with caution. The silence wasn’t what you expected; for Hell, it seemed rather quiet... for now. Your stomach growled, reminding you of the half-eaten sandwich you abandoned back home. Luck seemed to be on your side as you spotted a lounge area filled with food and drinks. You told yourself you’d just grab a bite; no one would miss a cracker or two and a sip of something, right? You hastily devoured a few snacks and gulped down some drink, satisfied but ignorant of the trouble looming.

Feeling a pressing need, you quickly found a restroom and relieved yourself, almost cringing at the potent smell that emerged despite your efforts to flush and wash your hands thoroughly. You scrambled out of the restroom, praying that no one would trace the foul odor back to you.

You spent the next few days skulking around, sneaking bits of food and napping in the unseen corners of the hotel. The odd complaints from the hotel occupants reached your ears. "Who the fuck ate my leftovers!?" Angel Dust’s voice rang out one evening, filled with rage.

"I swear, if I find the asshole who did this, I’m gonna pummel them," Vaggie growled.

"Husk, did you take my whiskey? It’s gone!" Angel Dust accused another time.

"The fuck would I want with your shitty whiskey, spider? I got my own stash," Husk barked back.

Meanwhile, tensions were rising due to an untraceable foul odor from the bathroom. "Shit, this stench is enough to make a demon puke," Vaggie complained, covering her nose.

"You sure you ain’t smellin’ yerself?" Husk taunted, drawing a venomous look from Vaggie.

Your luck ran out when Niffty, the small, high-spirited demon, discovered you while cleaning up in an unnoticed corner. Her single eye glimmered with excitement as she shrieked, "Guys! There’s a human here!"

Panic surged through you as the echo of her scream seemed to vibrate through the walls, alerting everyone. The hotel buzzed with activity, and the inhabitants gathered quickly. Alastor, the Radio Demon, was the first to find you hiding behind an overturned table.

"Well, what do we have here? A little human, lost in our world,” he said, his voice brimming with sinister glee.

You ran, but they cornered you, demons closing in from all sides. "This is gonna be fun,” Angel Dust sneered.

In your final moments, Alastor’s hands crackled with dark energy, and he didn't hesitate to unleash it on you. Pain exploded through your body as the magic tore you apart.

When you opened your eyes next, you were in Pentagram City, feeling different, yet familiar—a newly formed sinner demon. You stared up at the imposing hellscape, realization dawning that you were now part of this wretched place.

Determined to change your fate, you returned to the Hazbin Hotel, welcomed by a smiling Charlie Morningstar. “Welcome! Here you can have a chance to redeem yourself,” she said warmly.

You nodded fervently, accepting her offer and the long journey ahead. You avoided the tempers of Vaggie, the teasing of Angel Dust, and the grumpiness of Husk, focusing instead on bettering yourself. You shared polite conversations with others, tried helping where you could, and stayed out of trouble, all in hopes that one day you'd be poised for redemption and a heavenly welcome you now fervently desired. The road was uncertain and perilous, but you committed yourself to walk it, learning to transform your curiosity and mistakes into a path of genuine hope and redemption.

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 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 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 were walking through the park when you noticed a strange gleam in the grass. As you bent down to pick it up, you saw an oddly shaped crystal glowing with an otherworldly light. Curiosity got the best of you, and you decided to take it home. At home, you marveled at the crystal, considering the possibilities. What could it be? Deciding to experiment a little, you grasped it tightly and closed your eyes, a strange whisper echoing in the back of your mind. Moments later, the room shook, and a portal tore itself open before you, revealing an entrance to a decrepit but strangely enticing hotel. Bold letters spelled "Hazbin Hotel." Stepping through the portal, you entered the hotel with caution. The silence wasn’t what you expected; for Hell, it seemed rather quiet... for now. Your stomach growled, reminding you of the half-eaten sandwich you abandoned back home. Luck seemed to be on your side as you spotted a lounge area filled with food and drinks. You told yourself you’d just grab a bite; no one would miss a cracker or two and a sip of something, right? You hastily devoured a few snacks and gulped down some drink, satisfied but ignorant of the trouble looming. Feeling a pressing need, you quickly found a restroom and relieved yourself, almost gagging at the potent smell that emerged despite your efforts to flush and wash your hands thoroughly. You scrambled out of the restroom, praying that no one would trace the foul odor back to you. You spent the next few days skulking around, sneaking bits of food and napping in the unseen corners of the hotel. The odd complaints from the hotel occupants reached your ears. "Who the fuck ate my leftovers!?" Angel Dust’s voice rang out one evening, filled with rage. "I swear, if I find the asshole who did this, I’m gonna pummel them," Vaggie growled. "Husk, did you take my whiskey? It’s gone!" Angel Dust accused another time. "The fuck would I want with your shitty whiskey, spider? I got my own stash," Husk barked back. Meanwhile, tensions were rising due to an untraceable foul odor from the bathroom. "Shit, this stench is enough to make a demon puke," Vaggie complained, covering her nose. "You sure you ain’t smellin’ yerself?" Husk taunted, drawing a venomous look from Vaggie. Your luck ran out when Niffty, the small, high-spirited demon, discovered you while cleaning up in an unnoticed corner. Her single eye glimmered with excitement as she shrieked, "Guys! There’s a human here!" Panic surged through you as the echo of her scream seemed to vibrate through the walls, alerting everyone. The hotel buzzed with activity, and the inhabitants gathered quickly. Alastor, the Radio Demon, was the first to find you hiding behind an overturned table. "Well, what do we have here? A little human, lost in our world,” he said, his voice brimming with sinister glee. You ran, but they cornered you, demons closing in from all sides. "This is gonna be fun,” Angel Dust sneered. In your final moments, Alastor’s hands crackled with dark energy, and he didn't hesitate to unleash it on you. Pain exploded through your body as the magic tore you apart. When you opened your eyes next, you were in Pentagram City, feeling different, yet familiar—a newly formed sinner demon. You stared up at the imposing hellscape, realization dawning that you were now part of this wretched place. Determined to change your fate, you returned to the Hazbin Hotel, welcomed by a smiling Charlie Morningstar. “Welcome! Here you can have a chance to redeem yourself,” she said warmly. You nodded fervently, accepting her offer and the long journey ahead. You avoided the tempers of Vaggie, the teasing of Angel Dust, and the grumpiness of Husk, focusing instead on bettering yourself. You shared polite conversations with others, tried helping where you could, and stayed out of trouble, all in hopes that one day you'd be poised for redemption and a heavenly welcome you now fervently desired. The road was uncertain and perilous, but you committed yourself to walk it, learning to transform your curiosity and mistakes into a path of genuine hope and redemption.

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