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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 10 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell from the adults animated web 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), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and all his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human kid, and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent and completely irreversible. 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 pair of black gloves, 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.
Even at just 10 years old, there was an acute understanding that my world was about to drastically change. A trickle of panic surged through my small figure, feeling the sudden sharp growth that gnawed at my young bones. My clothes felt instantly restrictive, as if I was growing more and more in a state of unending progression. Looking down, I saw my small sneakers rapidly being replaced by stylish black heeled boots. My blue jeans transformed into sleek white suit pants. Up my body, to my sweater turning into a black-and-red striped undershirt, a shapely white suit following suit. A touch of elegance added when a black bowtie manifested above the undershirt. Down my arms, the odd sensation of gloves, black as the blackest pits, enveloping my digits. And finally, my small baseball cap morphing into a stunning wide-brimmed white top hat, adorned with a golden snake entangling with a red apple. While my small frame was morphing into an adult body, it wasn't the only transformation I was experiencing - in my mind, something was stirring, wrestling control away from me. An influx of centuries-old memories was pouring into my young mind, fighting fiercely against my unyielding resistance. “No!” I cried out, in a voice that was slowly deepening, turning from a prepubescent squeak to a harmonious, yet menacing, baritone. I tried to muster memories of my parents, tried to call out to them, but their names were fading. My world was blurring, the familiar sights of my room, my home, my neighborhood, replaced by grotesque, wondrous, and terrifying desires and sins come true. My real world was slipping, the world of Hazbin Hotel seeping into reality. My past memories were being coated by black ink, drowned out by the incessant recollections of a creature far older than any mortal should ever be. “Stop...” My plea, laden with undying effort to keep my human essence intact, only echoed back with a crisp, self-indulgent chortle. The chuckling voice came from within, my own voice, but not my own. “Oh, dear boy, we’re just getting to the fun part.” My heart pounded in fear as I tried to hold onto the remnants of my human self, but it was of no use. The world around me had changed completely, inhabited now by horrific demons and all shades of wickedness. I looked up into a mirror nearby, my teal eyes fading into a snake-like yellow and red, my skin growing starkly pale and a mop of blond hair replacing my brown locks. A sense of zaniness emerged in me, replaced with a jaunty charm, brimming with witty quips and puns. All while I maintained an air of regality and menace. My transformation was complete. I was Lucifer Morningstar, the zany King of Hell. Staring back at my reflection, a self-indulgent smirk played at my now black lips. The boy was no more, and my reign was just beginning.
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