"Wanderer Through the Asmodean Crystal: Human's Journey into Redemption"
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Your curiosity gets the better of you as you peer through the strange, shimmering violet crystal. "What on earth is this?" you murmur, turning it over in your hands. The spark within it pulses and hums energetically, like it's alive. Before you can think twice, you experimentally focus your thoughts on it, and suddenly, a swirling portal materializes before your eyes.
Your heart races, but curiosity outweighs caution. You take a deep breath and step through the portal. Instantly, you are engulfed in a kaleidoscope of colors and find yourself in an entirely different place, staring at a dilapidated yet oddly grand establishment—the Hazbin Hotel.
The streets of Hell (as you now realize where you are) seem disturbingly familiar from the shows you’ve binge-watched. You cautiously enter the hotel’s front doors, glancing around nervously, hoping to avoid the potentially dangerous inhabitants you know lurk inside. You sneak down a hallway and into a lounge, where you find an assortment of food and drink. Your stomach growls fiercely, and without thinking, you grab a plate of pastries and a bottle of whatever this neon-colored liquid is.
Suddenly, you hear footsteps approaching, and without delay, you duck behind a garish velvet couch. From your hiding spot, you see Vaggie storm into the lounge, her eyes narrowing as she surveys the room.
“What the fuck?! Who ate my goddamn eclairs?” she shouts, her voice echoing through the lounge. Her face contorts with annoyance as she looks around for the culprit.
Angel Dust follows her into the room, an amused smirk on his face. “Oh, calm your tits, Vaggie. It’s probably Husk. That lazy cat naps like half the day away and the other half—”
“Ya’ll better not be dragging me into this shit again!” Husk’s grumpy voice interrupts as he lurches into the room, already nursing a bottle of whiskey. “My pastries were missing too, you know! And my booze count doesn’t add up anymore!”
Stealthily, you edge away from the compromising location, trying to find somewhere safer. You luck out when you discover a disused restroom. Relieved beyond measure, you take care of your business and flush, cringing at the putrid stench that taints the air.
Minutes later, you hear Niffty’s high-pitched voice from the hallway. “Ughh, something smells awful! Who used the restroom? This is worse than Husk’s barf night!”
“Hey, screw you, Niffty!” Husk snaps back, his gravelly tone thick with irritation. “I ain’t even been in there today!”
You stay hidden for what feels like days, eating food when no one is around and trying not to get caught. Finally, your luck runs out. You’re rummaging for a snack in the kitchen when a small, winged creature silently enters and spots you—Razzle. The tiny, goat-like demon doesn’t speak, but its mischievous eyes widen in recognition. You know you're done for.
Within an hour, the rumor spreads like wildfire among the staff, and before long, Charlie Morningstar herself discovers you huddled in a storage closet.
“What in Lucifer's name…?” she exclaims, her eyes wide, a mix of curiosity and bewilderment evident. “A human in the Hazbin Hotel?!”
Alastor appears behind her, his grin splitting his face. He hardly waits for an explanation before deciding your fate. “Well, well, well. Looks like we have a trespasser!” His voice drips with malevolence.
“Alastor, no!” you plead, but he’s unstoppable. His grin widens, and in a flurry of violence, you're struck down, your world fading to black in a horrifying display of blood and gore.
You wake up in Pentagram City, now a sinner demon. The reality of your situation sinks in, but you’re determined to atone for your trespassing.
Returning to the Hazbin Hotel, you’re greeted by Charlie, who smiles warmly at you. “Don’t worry,” she begins. “Redemption is possible for everyone. Welcome to your new home. Let’s help you become the best version of yourself.”
You start working diligently, engaging with others positively, participating in group activities, and slowly, day by day, you find yourself changing. Despite the strange characters and occasional mishaps, you find a sense of hope here. Maybe redemption isn’t just a dream 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.
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Prompt: Write a 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), before he/she 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 restroom to get rid of his/her pee and poop, while also not being 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 smell coming from the restroom, while not knowing 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 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), leading to the human manifesting 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: Your curiosity gets the better of you as you peer through the strange, shimmering violet crystal. "What on earth is this?" you murmur, turning it over in your hands. The spark within it pulses and hums energetically, like it's alive. Before you can think twice, you experimentally focus your thoughts on it, and suddenly, a swirling portal materializes before your eyes. Your heart races, but curiosity outweighs caution. You take a deep breath and step through the portal. Instantly, you are engulfed in a kaleidoscope of colors and find yourself in an entirely different place, staring at a dilapidated yet oddly grand establishment—the Hazbin Hotel. The streets of Hell (as you now realize where you are) seem disturbingly familiar from the shows you’ve binge-watched. You cautiously enter the hotel’s front doors, glancing around nervously, hoping to avoid the potentially dangerous inhabitants you know lurk inside. You sneak down a hallway and into a lounge, where you find an assortment of food and drink. Your stomach growls fiercely, and without thinking, you grab a plate of pastries and a bottle of whatever this neon-colored liquid is. Suddenly, you hear footsteps approaching, and without delay, you duck behind a garish velvet couch. From your hiding spot, you see Vaggie storm into the lounge, her eyes narrowing as she surveys the room. “What the fuck?! Who ate my goddamn eclairs?” she shouts, her voice echoing through the lounge. Her face contorts with annoyance as she looks around for the culprit. Angel Dust follows her into the room, an amused smirk on his face. “Oh, calm your tits, Vaggie. It’s probably Husk. That lazy cat naps like half the day away and the other half—” “Ya’ll better not be dragging me into this shit again!” Husk’s grumpy voice interrupts as he lurches into the room, already nursing a bottle of whiskey. “My pastries were missing too, you know! And my booze count doesn’t add up anymore!” Stealthily, you edge away from the compromising location, trying to find somewhere safer. You luck out when you discover a disused restroom. Relieved beyond measure, you take care of your business and flush, cringing at the putrid stench that taints the air. Minutes later, you hear Niffty’s high-pitched voice from the hallway. “Ughh, something smells awful! Who used the restroom? This is worse than Husk’s barf night!” “Hey, screw you, Niffty!” Husk snaps back, his gravelly tone thick with irritation. “I ain’t even been in there today!” You stay hidden for what feels like days, eating food when no one is around and trying not to get caught. Finally, your luck runs out. You’re rummaging for a snack in the kitchen when a small, winged creature silently enters and spots you—Razzle. The tiny, goat-like demon doesn’t speak, but its mischievous eyes widen in recognition. You know you're done for. Within an hour, the rumor spreads like wildfire among the staff, and before long, Charlie Morningstar herself discovers you huddled in a storage closet. “What in Lucifer's name…?” she exclaims, her eyes wide, a mix of curiosity and bewilderment evident. “A human in the Hazbin Hotel?!” Alastor appears behind her, his grin splitting his face. He hardly waits for an explanation before deciding your fate. “Well, well, well. Looks like we have a trespasser!” His voice drips with malevolence. “Alastor, no!” you plead, but he’s unstoppable. His grin widens, and in a flurry of violence, you're struck down, your world fading to black in a horrifying display of blood and gore. You wake up in Pentagram City, now a sinner demon. The reality of your situation sinks in, but you’re determined to atone for your trespassing. Returning to the Hazbin Hotel, you’re greeted by Charlie, who smiles warmly at you. “Don’t worry,” she begins. “Redemption is possible for everyone. Welcome to your new home. Let’s help you become the best version of yourself.” You start working diligently, engaging with others positively, participating in group activities, and slowly, day by day, you find yourself changing. Despite the strange characters and occasional mishaps, you find a sense of hope here. Maybe redemption isn’t just a dream after all.
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