Asmodean Crystal's Portal into Hazbin Hotel's Hell
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The Asmodean Crystal was unlike anything you'd seen before. Gleaming and humming with an otherworldly light, it seemed to pulse in your hand, radiating a warmth that made you both curious and slightly uneasy. You had found it by sheer chance, left behind by what you assumed must have been a clumsy imp during your walk through the park. Intrigued and driven by innocent curiosity, you toyed with the idea of testing it out, just to see what would happen. After all, what harm could come from a quick peek into the unknown?
With merely a flick of the wrist, the crystal blazed to life, its energy coalescing into a swirling vortex that materialized before your eyes. A portal. The entrance seemed to stretch into eternity, beckoning you with the unmistakable allure of adventure. You hesitated, but only for a moment. Gathering your courage, you stepped through the portal.
The world around you shifted, and in the blink of an eye, you found yourself standing before a grand structure: The Hazbin Hotel. An odd place to find yourself, for sure, but your curiosity urged you on. You slipped through the entrance doors, marveling at your surroundings. Hell had an uncanny sense of charm and chaos combined.
Pushing past the hotel's ornate decor, you found yourself in the lounge. The aroma of food hit you immediately, making your stomach growl. The spread was divine – pastries, sandwiches, an assortment of drinks. Under normal circumstances, you would definitely have asked if it was okay to help yourself, but this was Hell, and the place appeared deserted at the moment. Surely, no one would miss a few bites?
You helped yourself to a modest plate and a drink, savoring the much-needed sustenance. As you munched away, you found yourself relaxing, marveling at the oddity of it all. What kind of beings ran this place? What stories did these walls conceal?
Deciding not to press your luck, you quickly made your way to a secluded corner to hide, just in case. It wasn’t long before the demons took notice of the missing food.
“Who the fuck ate my sandwich?!” Angel Dust’s voice echoed through the hall, dripping with irritation.
Vaggie’s exasperated sigh followed, “For fuck’s sake, Angel! Not this again. Can you go a day without losing your shit?”
“Do you think I schedule getting my food stolen on purpose?” Angel shot back.
Husk grumbled from his usual drinking spot, “Both of you, shut up. I need a fucking drink now.”
You stifled a quiet snicker at their complaints, feeling a mix of amusement and guilt.
Over the next few days, you managed to stay hidden well. You even used the restroom without getting caught, although you could hear:
“What the fuck is that smell?” Vaggie shrieked from down the hall.
Angel Dust’s voice came out indignantly muffled, “You sure it wasn’t Husk?”
“For fuck’s sake, Angel, screw you!” Husk growled back.
Niffty’s voice piped up, sounding grossed out, “It’s everywhere! Who didn’t flush properly?”
You couldn’t help but snicker again, even as guilt gnawed at you.
Eventually, however, your luck ran out. You remained in your hiding spot for as long as possible, but the peculiar allure of Hell's infernal hotel had intensified your urge to explore. As fate would have it, your cover was blown by the keen-eyed Niffty, who spotted you from afar. She squealed in excitement, drawing the attention of the others.
“Niffty, what are you so excited about?” Angel asked lazily.
“There’s a human!” she giggled, pointing in your direction.
Vaggie’s eyes widened. “What the hell?”
You tried to dart away, but it was too late. Word spread quickly. Demons began to surround you, their eyes radiating a mix of curiosity, anger, and menace. And then, Alastor emerged from the shadows, his grin unsettlingly wide.
“Well, well, what do we have here? A little trespasser, how delightful,” Alastor’s voice dripped with malicious glee.
You barely had time to react before the demons pounced, Alastor leading the charge with his dark magic enveloping you in pain. As the life drained from your body, you realized too late the gravity of your decisions.
When you awoke, you weren’t sure how much time had passed, but you knew one thing: you were no longer human. As you looked around, you found yourself in Pentagram City, now a sinner demon, marked by your trespassing. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks. You were in Hell, to stay.
Determined to make the best of your dire situation, you approached the Hazbin Hotel once more. This time, the doors opened, and Charlie Morningstar greeted you with a warm, genuine smile.
“Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel,” she said warmly, “I hope you’re ready to change your life for the better.”
You nodded, hopeful. With time and effort—and the odd strangeness of the Hazbin Hotel—you would strive for redemption, earn your place in Heaven, and finally make amends.
Your journey had only just begun.
This story was generated by user dylan7 with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: Write the POV story of the 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). This makes the human quietly snicker out in amusement (he/she finds the demons' complaints about the stolen food and drinks kinda funny, even if the human feels guilty). 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, which the human doesn'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 having already flushed the toilet, the smell still lingers), while they do not know it was the human who made that smell. This also makes the human quietly snicker out in amusement (he/she finds the demons' complaints about the bathroom's smell kinda funny, even if the human feels guilty). 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 (much to his/her horror) 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), 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 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, who enjoys chaos such as this) brutally kills the human (blood and gore involved) either through black magic (using dark magic) or cannibalism (devouring/eating the human). 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: The Asmodean Crystal was unlike anything you'd seen before. Gleaming and humming with an otherworldly light, it seemed to pulse in your hand, radiating a warmth that made you both curious and slightly uneasy. You had found it by sheer chance, left behind by what you assumed must have been a clumsy imp during your walk through the park. Intrigued and driven by innocent curiosity, you toyed with the idea of testing it out, just to see what would happen. After all, what harm could come from a quick peek into the unknown? With merely a flick of the wrist, the crystal blazed to life, its energy coalescing into a swirling vortex that materialized before your eyes. A portal. The entrance seemed to stretch into eternity, beckoning you with the unmistakable allure of adventure. You hesitated, but only for a moment. Gathering your courage, you stepped through the portal. The world around you shifted, and in the blink of an eye, you found yourself standing before a grand structure: The Hazbin Hotel. An odd place to find yourself, for sure, but your curiosity urged you on. You slipped through the entrance doors, marveling at your surroundings. Hell had an uncanny sense of charm and chaos combined. Pushing past the hotel's ornate decor, you found yourself in the lounge. The aroma of food hit you immediately, making your stomach growl. The spread was divine – pastries, sandwiches, an assortment of drinks. Under normal circumstances, you would definitely have asked if it was okay to help yourself, but this was Hell, and the place appeared deserted at the moment. Surely, no one would miss a few bites? You helped yourself to a modest plate and a drink, savoring the much-needed sustenance. As you munched away, you found yourself relaxing, marveling at the oddity of it all. What kind of beings ran this place? What stories did these walls conceal? Deciding not to press your luck, you quickly made your way to a secluded corner to hide, just in case. It wasn’t long before the demons took notice of the missing food. “Who the fuck ate my sandwich?!” Angel Dust’s voice echoed through the hall, dripping with irritation. Vaggie’s exasperated sigh followed, “For fuck’s sake, Angel! Not this again. Can you go a day without losing your shit?” “Do you think I schedule getting my food stolen on purpose?” Angel shot back. Husk grumbled from his usual drinking spot, “Both of you, shut up. I need a fucking drink now.” You stifled a quiet snicker at their complaints, feeling a mix of amusement and guilt. Over the next few days, you managed to stay hidden well. You even used the restroom without getting caught, although you could hear: “What the fuck is that smell?” Vaggie shrieked from down the hall. Angel Dust’s voice came out indignantly muffled, “You sure it wasn’t Husk?” “For fuck’s sake, Angel, screw you!” Husk growled back. Niffty’s voice piped up, sounding grossed out, “It’s everywhere! Who didn’t flush properly?” You couldn’t help but snicker again, even as guilt gnawed at you. Eventually, however, your luck ran out. You remained in your hiding spot for as long as possible, but the peculiar allure of Hell's infernal hotel had intensified your urge to explore. As fate would have it, your cover was blown by the keen-eyed Niffty, who spotted you from afar. She squealed in excitement, drawing the attention of the others. “Niffty, what are you so excited about?” Angel asked lazily. “There’s a human!” she giggled, pointing in your direction. Vaggie’s eyes widened. “What the hell?” You tried to dart away, but it was too late. Word spread quickly. Demons began to surround you, their eyes radiating a mix of curiosity, anger, and menace. And then, Alastor emerged from the shadows, his grin unsettlingly wide. “Well, well, what do we have here? A little trespasser, how delightful,” Alastor’s voice dripped with malicious glee. You barely had time to react before the demons pounced, Alastor leading the charge with his dark magic enveloping you in pain. As the life drained from your body, you realized too late the gravity of your decisions. When you awoke, you weren’t sure how much time had passed, but you knew one thing: you were no longer human. As you looked around, you found yourself in Pentagram City, now a sinner demon, marked by your trespassing. The realization hit you like a ton of bricks. You were in Hell, to stay. Determined to make the best of your dire situation, you approached the Hazbin Hotel once more. This time, the doors opened, and Charlie Morningstar greeted you with a warm, genuine smile. “Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel,” she said warmly, “I hope you’re ready to change your life for the better.” You nodded, hopeful. With time and effort—and the odd strangeness of the Hazbin Hotel—you would strive for redemption, earn your place in Heaven, and finally make amends. Your journey had only just begun.
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