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Through the Asmodean Crystal: Human's Journey to the Hazbin Hotel

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You couldn’t believe the shine of the crystal in your hands. The Asmodean Crystal, glittering with a dark, ethereal light, seemed like a treasure from another world. You had found it in the strangest circumstances – it appeared to have been dropped by a peculiar group of creatures you’d observed earlier. Curiosity got the better of you, and now you held a piece of something you couldn’t quite comprehend.

With a peal of innocent curiosity sparking within you, you decided to give this crystal a test. What was the worst that could happen? Tentatively, you channeled your focus towards the crystal, feeling a strange, warm pulsation emanate from it. It responded.

Before you knew it, a swirling portal appeared in front of you, roaring like a vortex from an ancient tale of doom. The look of the place appearing within it, despite its menacing vibes, seemed… oddly intriguing.

It was tall and gothic, mingling various architectural styles in a mismatched yet strangely cohesive way. The neon lights flashed “HAZBIN HOTEL,” and you knew there was no avoiding the allure. With nerves tingling and heart pounding, you stepped through the portal.

The swirling ceased as quickly as it began, and you found yourself standing right at the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel. An unsettling silence surrounded you, save for the distant echoes of what could have been conversations or anguished cries - you couldn’t quite tell. You slipped through the stained-glass doors as quietly as a mouse.

Inside, the opulence hit you immediately. The lobby was a strange mix of grandeur and decay, the red hues and lavish decorations somewhat clashing with the remnants of its battered past. But your stomach growling reminded you why you were here. You hadn’t eaten all day, and looking around the voluminous hall, you spotted a table laden with food and drinks.

“They won’t mind, surely,” you whispered to yourself as your footsteps echoed. The food was delicious, savory and sweet tastes mingling together, quelled your hunger swiftly.

Only after consuming the sumptuous offerings did your thoughts drift towards hiding. The last thing you needed was to encounter inhabitants of this ominous hotel. You found yourself a dark corner and settled in, cunningly hidden from unsuspecting eyes.

Time seemed to drift unnoticed in your little nook. Voices began drifting through the air, some laden with anger - something about food being eaten:

“Who the fuck ate my damn sandwich?” a high-pitched, almost querulous voice demanded. That had to be Angel Dust.

“I swear, if it was one of you degenerados, you’re in for it!” snapped another voice, laced with irritation. Vaggie, clearly annoyed.

“It wasn’t me!” Husk snarled with a throaty growl. “But whoever it was, gonna get an ass-kicking!”

You couldn’t help your quiet snicker. Even with the guilt nudging at you, the way demons got worked up over mundane issues was… oddball amusing.

However, nature soon called. You tried to stay as silent as possible while sneaking to the nearest restroom. Once your business was done, you slipped back to your hiding place. But apparently, the odor left an unmistakable mark.

“What the hell is that smell?” Husk’s voice again, disgust palpable. “Did you fuckers forget how to flush?”

Angel Dust burst into a spate of vehement cussing, “Fuck’s sake, it smells like something died in there! This place is a goddamn dump!”

Even Niffty found herself repelled. “Ew ew ew! Who did that? That's just nasty!”

Again, your snicker came despite your best attempt to stay silent. The struggle these demons had with normal human problems was, ironically, quite comical.

Days melded together, your presence somehow remaining undetected, but you knew luck would run out. It started with Niffty. Her large eye blinked in shock upon discovering you nestled behind a curtain.

“Oh my! Look what I found!” she squealed in excitement and ran off to announce her discovery, leaving you in dread.

After that, it was inevitable. They found you clustered in a small storage room, the demons' gazes narrowing on you in a strangled mix of curiosity and anger. Alastor was the one who approached you with unnerving delight.

“Well, well. What have we here?” he mused, his grin wide and menacing before everything turned dark for you, his powers consuming your existence.

When you woke again in Pentagram City as a demon of your sins, you knew there was only one place to go for redemption. The Hazbin Hotel stood tall in front of you. Resolution hardened in your mind as you entered the hotel's doors. Charlie and her welcoming smile greeted you, promising redemption. You couldn’t undo the past, but now, a path to redemption lay ahead.

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.

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 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. 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, the human finds finds himself/herself in the hotel's lounge room before finding the food and drinks on the table and consumes some of them (he wrongly believes no one will mind this, wrongly believing that the food are for everyone to eat and drink), since he/she is both hungry and thirsty (because he/she has not eaten for a day, so 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, 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 unlike to the demons, which to them smells very bad), while these demons 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: You couldn’t believe the shine of the crystal in your hands. The Asmodean Crystal, glittering with a dark, ethereal light, seemed like a treasure from another world. You had found it in the strangest circumstances – it appeared to have been dropped by a peculiar group of creatures you’d observed earlier. Curiosity got the better of you, and now you held a piece of something you couldn’t quite comprehend. With a peal of innocent curiosity sparking within you, you decided to give this crystal a test. What was the worst that could happen? Tentatively, you channeled your focus towards the crystal, feeling a strange, warm pulsation emanate from it. It responded. Before you knew it, a swirling portal appeared in front of you, roaring like a vortex from an ancient tale of doom. The look of the place appearing within it, despite its menacing vibes, seemed… oddly intriguing. It was tall and gothic, mingling various architectural styles in a mismatched yet strangely cohesive way. The neon lights flashed “HAZBIN HOTEL,” and you knew there was no avoiding the allure. With nerves tingling and heart pounding, you stepped through the portal. The swirling ceased as quickly as it began, and you found yourself standing right at the entrance of the Hazbin Hotel. An unsettling silence surrounded you, save for the distant echoes of what could have been conversations or anguished cries - you couldn’t quite tell. You slipped through the stained-glass doors as quietly as a mouse. Inside, the opulence hit you immediately. The lobby was a strange mix of grandeur and decay, the red hues and lavish decorations somewhat clashing with the remnants of its battered past. But your stomach growling reminded you why you were here. You hadn’t eaten all day, and looking around the voluminous hall, you spotted a table laden with food and drinks. “They won’t mind, surely,” you whispered to yourself as your footsteps echoed. The food was delicious, savory and sweet tastes mingling together, quelled your hunger swiftly. Only after consuming the sumptuous offerings did your thoughts drift towards hiding. The last thing you needed was to encounter inhabitants of this ominous hotel. You found yourself a dark corner and settled in, cunningly hidden from unsuspecting eyes. Time seemed to drift unnoticed in your little nook. Voices began drifting through the air, some laden with anger - something about food being eaten: “Who the fuck ate my damn sandwich?” a high-pitched, almost querulous voice demanded. That had to be Angel Dust. “I swear, if it was one of you degenerados, you’re in for it!” snapped another voice, laced with irritation. Vaggie, clearly annoyed. “It wasn’t me!” Husk snarled with a throaty growl. “But whoever it was, gonna get an ass-kicking!” You couldn’t help your quiet snicker. Even with the guilt nudging at you, the way demons got worked up over mundane issues was… oddball amusing. However, nature soon called. You tried to stay as silent as possible while sneaking to the nearest restroom. Once your business was done, you slipped back to your hiding place. But apparently, the odor left an unmistakable mark. “What the hell is that smell?” Husk’s voice again, disgust palpable. “Did you fuckers forget how to flush?” Angel Dust burst into a spate of vehement cussing, “Fuck’s sake, it smells like something died in there! This place is a goddamn dump!” Even Niffty found herself repelled. “Ew ew ew! Who did that? That's just nasty!” Again, your snicker came despite your best attempt to stay silent. The struggle these demons had with normal human problems was, ironically, quite comical. Days melded together, your presence somehow remaining undetected, but you knew luck would run out. It started with Niffty. Her large eye blinked in shock upon discovering you nestled behind a curtain. “Oh my! Look what I found!” she squealed in excitement and ran off to announce her discovery, leaving you in dread. After that, it was inevitable. They found you clustered in a small storage room, the demons' gazes narrowing on you in a strangled mix of curiosity and anger. Alastor was the one who approached you with unnerving delight. “Well, well. What have we here?” he mused, his grin wide and menacing before everything turned dark for you, his powers consuming your existence. When you woke again in Pentagram City as a demon of your sins, you knew there was only one place to go for redemption. The Hazbin Hotel stood tall in front of you. Resolution hardened in your mind as you entered the hotel's doors. Charlie and her welcoming smile greeted you, promising redemption. You couldn’t undo the past, but now, a path to redemption lay ahead.

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