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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 11 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.
As an eleven-year-old boy, you lead a normal life filled with comic books, soccer games, and the occasional grueling math homework. One normal day started to change dramatically when you started to feel an odd sensation. A strange shiver ran down your spine and you clearly felt a few inches taller. Looking down at yourself, it seemed like you have grown almost half a foot taller. Strangely, your clothes seemed to follow suit. "What's happening?" you muttered to yourself, staring at the disproportionately lengthened sleeves of your once perfectly fitting shirt. As you reached out to touch the fabric, you saw a sleek white outfit replace it. "Am I hallucinating?" you wondered, tugging at your white suit. Soon, the changes began to accelerate. A quick glance in the mirror showed your skin lightening to a pure white complexion and your hair transforming from a dusty brown to a vibrant and slick blonde. "This can't be. What's going on?" your voice squeaked in disbelief as your mouth filled with a set of gleaming, razor-sharp teeth. "Mum, Dad! Help!" you tried to call out. But as you began to say it, your voice deepened, growing huskier and more confident. A grown man's voice, dripping with charisma. It was no longer your voice, but that of another person entirely. A sense of timelessness washed over you. You were no longer eleven. It felt like centuries, millennia even. The memories of your childhood, your friends, and your family started fading. Instead, new memories filled your mind, memories of a place far from Earth -- hell, to be exact, and the Hotel that you started in it. You were Lucifer Morningstar, not just a mere boy. You had a wife, Lilith Morningstar, who you recall loving passionately and exorbitantly. "Cheesy lovers," a smirk formed on your lips, remembering some jibes from your demonic acquaintances. Looking down, you saw now grown hands clasping a black cane topped with a golden snake and red apple. You put on a white top hat adorned with a similar motif. On your left pinkie, a golden ring glinted majestically. Soon, you were no longer the boy who wanted help. You were a wise, witty, and jaunty entity with a natural flair for theatrics. You could feel the power coursing through your being, a trait you carried admirably in your immortal life. "I am Lucifer Morningstar" you finally said, admiring your transformation with a toothy smile, a pun on your lips, a joke hiding behind your clever guise. As the echoes of your newfound identity settled around you, you felt ready to face the underworld with a charm only you could possess. Deftly twirling your cane, your journey as Lucifer Morningstar truly began.
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