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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 9 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (from the animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to thousands of years 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, 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 completely forget about his past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it's forever) 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 (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar tailcoat suit, long white poofy pants, a black bowtie, a pair of black gloves, black knee-high heeled boots, 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 has a very thin body (but is still powerful due to supernatural angelic and demonic powers) and he is slightly shorter than his daughter, Charlie, and his wife, Lilith, but he is still quite 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. The story would be that Lilith Morningstar, the queen of Hell and is Lucifer's wife, was getting bored with ruling Hell by herself and wanted a powerful husband of her own for more easy ruling, more comfort, and more entertainment, so Lilith (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the child reader and sent him to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone, thus turning the reader into Lucifer Morningstar. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
You were sitting on your living room floor, absorbed in your favorite comic book when something peculiar caught your attention. A woman with raven black hair, red dress and a crown of roses floating above her head, emerged from a sudden swirl of dark smoke. It was the peculiar sight you had ever seen! "Hello boy, my name is Lilith," she addressed you with a grin. Her voice was enchantingly soft, as if it was both a whisper and a loudspeaker directly into your mind. Before you could run away, or even scream, Lilith waved her hand and, in a puff of smoke, you both vanished, reappearing in a place unfamiliar, something like a scene from Tim Burton's movie. Big Gothic buildings, fiery sky, strange creatures wandering around-- the place weirdly echoed of the Hazbin Hotel you’d seen in cartoons. The next minute, you felt Lilith's hand on your head. A burst of energy thrashed through you, right into your very core. Your mind, your body-- everything started to change. Looking down, you gasped in shock as your frame elongated, your clothes shifting and changing, transforming into a clean white suit. The oversized casual clothes you were wearing gave way to a more formal tailcoat suit, complete with a black bowtie and red undershirt with white stripes. Your hands were now covered with black gloves, holding an apple-topped black cane, your once small frame was now thin yet taller. A sense of regality and grace seemed to wash over you. Your heartbeat quickened as the realization slowly sunk in. You were transforming into Lucifer Morningstar. "No... I don't... what's...," you tried to call for your parents but found only Lucifer's voice escaping your lips; deep, melodious, and as charming as a snake's hiss is to a mouse. You felt your mind fought back, the memories of your past life tried desperately to take control, but were overpowered by Lucifer's stronger, older, and wiser mind. You felt your mind explode in an array of colors, all of your memories, your entire being was being replaced with being Lucifer Morningstar. As your personality changed, you found yourself making puns, quips, jokes, craving polka music. You quickly realized your efforts to hold onto your old self were futile. Your transformation completed, you took a good look at the new body that occupied your soul. Your skin was pure white, your lips black, and your eyes; vibrant and slitted, not unlike those of a snake. You were now taller, your childlike stature now replaced with an adult body, and somehow, you felt...powerful. Looking at the ring on your pinkie finger, married to the lady who sent you through this transformation, you sensed her love for you. Lilith looked at you with absolute adoration, her eyes sparkled with excitement. To her, you were her partner, her aid in ruling this strange land. “We'll have such fun together, my dear Lucifer...” she whispered, intertwining her fingers with yours, you faintly heard the echo of that name in your newly formed mind, recognizing it as your own. This was permanent. You were now Lucifer Morningstar. For all of eternity. As you took in your new surroundings, adjusting to your new form, a glint of mischief sparkled in your eyes. You could almost feel the charm oozing out of you. Turning to Lilith, encapsulated in her love, you gave her a smirk. “Well, darling. Let’s make Hell interesting.”
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