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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of between 7 and 18 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (from the animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to many centuries old and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he was adult-sized), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, making the reader completely forget about his past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar, even trying to call the parents for help during the transformation). For Lucifer's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes are yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter, has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a black bowtie, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he wears a golden ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. He is slightly shorter than his daughter Charlie and his wife Lilith, but he is still tall compared with most other demons. Never short of puns, quips, or jokes, Lucifer Morningstar is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Lucifer is a husband to Lilith Morningstar, and they both love each other very much, being described as "passionate, cheesy lovers" by some other demons. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
You feel a curious sensation of tingling. It isn’t completely discomforting, but it isn't quite comfortable either - it is simply there, like an echo of a distant song in your mind. A body that was once young, barely scratching the surface of adolescence, begins to shift, bones creaking, skin tightening, and muscles growing as if years were being added in mere seconds. "Geez.. what's happening?" you mutter, alarmed and yet equally intrigued. As you examine your hands, you see the peachy hue of your skin slowly being replaced with a clear, snowy white shade. Fear grips your young heart momentarily before it's drowned out by a sudden rush of maturity. It's like new wine replacing old, your personality turning from timid to resolute, from naïve to shrewd, from mortal to — immortal. But this is more than just a 'growing up' process. It's a metamorphosis. You can feel your spine elongating, making you sprout up from your boyish height to that of an imposing figure. When you look into a mirror, the reflection staring back is years older, taller, certainly more charming. Your hair is now blonde, eyebrows black as the void. You touch your smooth face, no ears, no nostrils; it's bizarre and yet... fitting. Yellow and red eyes flicker back in the mirror, serpentine in their nefarious elegance. 'This can't be happening! I should... I should call my parents, they'll know what to do!' only to realize that there are no parents to call, no past to look back upon. Inevitably, you register the change in your attire. Instead of a simple tee and jeans, you're adorned in a sharp white high collar suit contrasting against the red and white striped undershirt, a black bowtie, knee-high heeled boots, and a broad-brimmed white top hat. There's an embellishing golden snake entwined around a red apple on it... A comfortable smirk spreads across your face as you slide a golden ring onto your left pinkie. "My, my, look at the time!" The voice that springs from your lips is alien, yet you recognize it as yours. "I should get going – I've got a polka beat waiting for me." Leaning on your new cane, you feel a familiar tug in your chest. The Memory Not your own but very much part of you now. It's a woman, a beautiful woman - Lilith. Your heart hums with deep affection for her. And with that, the final thread connecting you to your past life disintegrates. Every breath, step, and beat of your heart screams Lucifer Morningstar. The former boy you were is no more, replaced by the devilishly handsome and immortal demon of the Hazbin Hotel. Fear is replaced with a sense of regality and menace, a charismatic showman with the power to command and allure, a man who has lived for centuries and will continue to do so. "Let's not keep the dear wife and the underworld waiting, shall we?" You chuckle, stepping into an existence that is entirely yours now, leaving the past behind without so much as a backward glance.
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