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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a male human reader (a boy of 8 years old) turning into Crimson (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with clothes change, age progression, height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Crimson's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader permanently and completely forget about his past self as a normal human and only remember being Crimson, an imp and a mafia leader). For Crimson's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a quite tall imp demon, standing closer in height to Blitzo, with white hair, black and white striped horns, and yellow sclera. Around his eyes are white markings, with the right being larger than the left. He possesses a crooked and bent tail with white accents near the base and on the middle of his tail fork. His appearance is similar to his son Moxxie, with similar hair and shape of his horns, however larger and slightly more jagged. Unlike his son (Moxxie), Crimson's skin is a darker shade of red and his legs appear to be plantigrade (like a human's), rather than digitigrade, but still have red cloven hooves. All of Crimson's teeth are sharp fangs, while one of his fangs is a golden fang unlike the other teeth (which are white). Crimson's attire consists of a red high-collar shirt that grips his neck, topped by a navy blue coat with light blue accents, thin red stripes, red buttons, and red lining. His pants are dark blue which also have thin red stripes, and his shoes are black and red-heeled dress shoes. He also wears a black fedora with a red and white band. Crimson is a vicious and extremely ruthless crime boss that controls a large army of shark-like demon gangsters. He is horrifically abusive towards Moxxie since his childhood, constantly levying physical and psychological abuse towards Moxxie, and by extension his wife. He cultivates an aura of fear in those that know him, even towards his own family members and close associates like Moxxie and Chazwick. Ultimately, his greed and power come first to him, and he harbors no remorse for his victims. This comes to the point that he appears mentally prepared to kill blood-related family members, such as his wife and Moxxie, to advance his personal goals. Despite this, he is capable of exhibiting a seemingly jovial, warm, happy, and even charismatic presence when he chooses to do so, such as during his initial meeting with Blitzo and Millie, or during moments when he feels comfortable. However, he can be quick to discard this external display of affection as required. For Crimson's preference, he likes smoking, monetary gain, organized crime, mistreating Moxxie, and hanging body parts of his victims as house decorations; he however dislikes anyone who double-crosses him, anyone lesser than him, and anyone talking back to him. The story would be that Crimson's shark-like demon mafia group (with Alessio leading the other shark-like demons) wanted a leader of their own, and (unbeknownst to kid reader) the show's characters are self-aware. So out of supernatural reasons, the shark-like demons briefly leave the world of Helluva Boss and visits the real world to to abduct the reader and bring him to Crimson's house back in the Helluva Boss world, before they strapped him onto an invention that the demon mafia discovered on an alleyway, and turned the reader into Crimson (in both body and mind), and the transformation is permanent and irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Sure, here's a simplified version of your request: *** Once, the world was a child's playground. Rife with innocence, teeming with the mundane human oddities of an eight-year-old boy who found joy in the simplicity of everyday life. The boy – chubby cheeks, wild hair, and the inherent wisdom of childhood – was suddenly thrust into a world he'd only seen on the colorful screen of his flatscreen. One moment, the boy was walking home from the school, clutching a schoolbag that hung too loosely around his skinny shoulders; the next thing, hulking demons with bodies like sharks were dragging him away to an oddly familiar mansion. "Tha' Alessio fella said you'se got a lot of potential, kid...let's see what you're made of!" a tower of muscle growled, strapping the still-too-confused-to-cry boy into a peculiar contraption. A whirring sound filled the room as a metal helmet descended over his head, prompting the boy to scream. "M-Mom! Dad!" He tried to call for help, tried to bring up memories of his past, but they were quickly being overwritten by the memories of another. Visions of a darker red world, of crime and unimaginable violence, of a life full of abuse and mistreatment, of power and dominance in organized crime. And throughout the shifts, a name. Crimson. His screams faded, replaced by cruel laughter. Light shone from beneath the helmet, illuminating his rapidly morphing body. The boy's skin darkened, taking a reddish hue. His hair whitened, and horns sprouted from where it once lay. His body elongated, aged fast-forward, settling on a tall imp that towered over the machines which once seemed infinitely vast. He blinked, golden yellow eyes with sclera glaring down at the sharp-teethed demons, a curious golden fang glinting. He rose, hooves replacing feet, decked in a smart attire fit for a mafia boss. A fedora was placed atop his head, matching the red and blue colors of his attire. His memory, no, Crimson's memory, guided him into lifting a cigar and taking a puff. He remembered the faces of the shark-like demons before him, and the cold, ruthless command of his voice echoed within the room — a voice filled with voracious greed. The demons gawked at him, at Crimson, for a moment before bowing. "Boss's back!" As they cheered, Crimson laughed, a horrifyingly charming sound, clutching the cigar between sharp teeth. The process ended, and the boy was gone. Gone was the school, the playground, the touch of warm cotton sheets, and the scent of his mother's cooking. No more sound of his father's laughter or his baby sister's cries. Forgotten were the days lounging on the couch, watching Helluva Boss on the flatscreen. The child's eyes staring at the ruthless Mafia leader on the series were now those of Crimson himself. Unbeknownst to the boy, he had been captured into a series he religiously tuned into, his personality and past wiped clean and replaced by the ruthless mafia leader, Crimson. His reality shifted indefinitely—the child he was completely forgotten. He was Crimson now, an imp to the bone, with memories, preferences, and a dangerous lifestyle of the underworld crime boss. Crimson looks at the mirror, and the figure that stares back at him has the familiar silhouette of the dreaded mafia boss—a disturbing smile of Bowler hat atop, and hooves below. "It's good to be back," he murmurs, the cigar between his lips smoldering, a thin plume of smoke concealing part of his grinning visage. And for Crimson, who stood surrounded by monstrous shark-like demons basking under the dread he emanated, there was nothing but the thrill of power and the taste of fear in the back of his tongue. He was home. This was the life he knew, and the life he wanted. He might have been that boy once, but all Crimson knew now was power and ruthlessness, an innate desire for organized crime. Yes. The child was no more – now, he was Crimson of Helluva Boss, and the transformation was permanent. Irreversible.
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