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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 7 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 for help from the reader's mom and dad 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.
It was a normal day for me, a seven-year-old boy with my whole life ahead of me. My only worries were about the toys I played and the cartoons I watched. Life was sweet, innocent, and simple. But that simplicity was soon to be shattered by an unimaginable turn of events. A strange sensation suddenly gripped me as I was playing in my room. It felt like an electric wave, and as it washed over me, it began to transform me. I felt myself stretching, my body becoming less of a boy's and more like a man's. The sensation was exhilarating and a bit terrifying. "Mom! Dad!" I called for them, hoping they could stop whatever was happening, but my voice seemed different, deeper and filled with a strange sort of authority. My clothes started to change. My Mickey Mouse t-shirt and shorts disappeared, replaced by a high-collar white suit, black bowtie, and a red stripe undershirt. The suit felt stiff and formal, far too rich for a kid of my age, or really, anyone of my age. On my feet appeared heeled boots, not quite my style, but somehow they didn't feel out of place anymore. I watched my reflection in the mirror. My fair skin turned pure white, my hair shifting to a shimmering blonde. Thick black eyebrows crowned my eyes which turned yellow, the pupils reshaping themselves into slits like a snake's. I had no visible ears or nostrils, only two red spots appearing on my cheeks. A wide-brimmed white hat appeared on my now adult-sized head, adorned with a golden snake and a red apple. I picked up a cane that materialized at my feet, its top an apple matching the one on my hat. My left pinkie now bore a golden ring that fit perfectly. I looked again at the mirror, seeing the reflection of a man, who seemed old enough to have seen the rise and fall of empires. Yet in his eyes, there was youth, an eternal vibrancy that spoke of immortality. Suddenly a felt a rush of memories flooding into me, replacing my own past. These were memories spanning eons – memories of a being named Lucifer Morningstar. "No, no, this can't be real," I heard my voice echo in the room, a deep and charming but menacing tone. I wasn't prepared for this, but as the memories filled my mind, I began to lose sight of my past life. Childhood memories of birthday parties and weekend outings began to fade away, replaced by moments of unbearable pain and unfathomable ecstasy. The jaunty tunes I loved as a child gave way to the jarring thrill of polka music. I closed my eyes, feeling a swirling mix of emotions. I was no longer a seven-year-old human boy but Lucifer Morningstar - a charismatic showman, witty, zany, easily bored, yet radiating an aura of regality and threat. There, at the back of my new mind, I could sense a peculiarly strong fondness for a demoness named Lilith – a wife, a confidant, a partner in this alien life I've been thrust into. As much as I wanted to deny it and wished for the comforting presence of my mom and dad, I knew, I was no longer their son. I was Lucifer, the king of Hell, not just playing pretend, but actually him. I was no longer a helpless child, but an immortal being, destined to rule a kingdom, to wear a smiling mask that hid an ancient wisdom and an untamed power. My transformation was complete.
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