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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 9 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 all of 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.
As a nine-year-old boy, mundane things held your interest. Pulling a prank on a sibling, playing video games, figuring out a new magic trick, these were the extent of your world until that unforeseeable day. When you woke up that morning, your height of 4'5" had been the same as it always was, your jeans shorts and blue t-shirt fitting comfortably. You had no way of knowing all that was about to change. Your transformation began unexpectedly, your world blurring and twisting as reality itself seemed to warp and change around you. It was like standing at the edge of a chasm, now illustrated by the grotesque charm and morbid architecture of the Hazbin Hotel, the ghoulish and demonic figures stirring uneasily in the streets below. Physically, the change was riveting. The clothes you had woken up in discarded as your body rolled with waves of magical energy. An adult's white high-collared suit covered your thin frame, turning your boyish clothes into a black bowtie, a red undershirt with white stripes, and a pair of knee-high heeled boots. Your fingers elongated, a golden ring appearing on your left pinkie, and a pair of black gloves replaced your previously bare hands. A wide-brimmed white top hat appeared on your head, adorned with a golden snake and a red apple atop golden spikes reminiscent of a crown. In this world of grotesque beauty, your height changed next, pushing you upwards until you gazed down at the world like giants on dwarfs. Despite your soaring height, you were still shorter than some other demons, pointing at the image of your new continuity. In a mirror, familiar blue eyes morphed into yellow ones with red snake-like pupils, a mouth full of sharp teeth grinning back at you. "No, no, no!" you yelled, inexplicably lost in your reflecting image. Thick black eyebrows added to your strangeness, your blonde hair almost luminescent against white skin. Panic seized you as you clung to the normalcy of your humanity. "Mum, Dad, help!” you pleaded, but it seemed in vain as the boy you once were seemed to slip like sand through your spiritual fingers. Your memories, once filled with joyous laughter and ridiculous pranks, were slowly replaced with Lucifer's. His thoughts, fooling around with puns and jokes, grasp of regality and menace were soon all you knew, all you remembered. The pull was irresistible, and you found yourself adapting his silly charm, his love for polka music. The world of Hazbin Hotel was now your reality, filled with its dark allure, its monstrous aesthetic. In each demon, you saw subjects, in each grotesque structure, a part of your kingdom. The wife you adored, Lilith, your passionate, cheesy lover, and your beloved daughter Charlie. Echoes of familiarity and immense adoration for them rang in your disconcerted mind. "Hey there, hot stuff," a sultry voice whispered, turning you to lock eyes with Lilith. Her expression oozed love and longing. But to you, she was a stranger and your wife. You returned her smile, and surprise caught you off-guard as Lucifer's voice came out, your mind, now his, said, "And a good day to you, my love." Despite your best attempts to fight it, the transformation was permanent and irreversible. You were no longer the nine-year-old human boy but Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell, trapped forever in the adult's animated web series Hazbin Hotel.
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