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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from the adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, the same age as Alastor's exact age as Alastor, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulers are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). For his personality, Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that Alastor is getting sick and tired of being viewed as an evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone in both body and mind (despite the reader's efforts of fending them off), thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
The air in your room feels almost electric, buzzing with an energy you couldn’t explain. You’re frightened, which somehow, absurdly, reminds you of that blasted Hazbin Hotel series that you both love and despise. Fear was not an uncommon feeling amongst its residents, especially when Alastor, the Radio Demon, was involved. You think of his terrifying unnaturally thin form, his wolfish grin, and the way he always seems to be having way too much fun. And just when your fear reaches its peak, he somehow emerges from the depths of your screen and into your room. "Ah, my dear listener," Alastor purrs. His voice tingles through your mind, resonating unsettlingly in your skull, but you throw a punch at him in fright. It passes through him as if he wasn’t there. "I'm not here to harm you, simply to broaden your perspective." Before you could respond, your vision goes black. The next moment, you realize you’ve been whisked away from your world and brought into the heart of Hazbin Hotel. It's surreal; every menacing character you'd watched was suddenly real, and you could barely comprehend it. Alastor begins the transformation process, and, at first, your resistant spirit staves off the changes. Your body convulses as it tries to fight Alastor's spells, but his magic is powerful, far more potent than anything a human being could withstand. Eventually, you feel your body reshape, your height increasing significantly, your shoulders broaden, and legs stretching to match Alastor's unnatural proportions. Your skin prickles, turning a sickly beige tone. You feel an odd sensation atop your head and realize the presence of antlers…and your hair's texture changes, morphing into Alastor's exact hairdo. The physical transformation is jarring but what follows is infinitely worse. Memories, moments, feelings that belonged to Alastor start slipping into your consciousness. You bargain, you plead, you desire to keep your memories instead, but Alastor's powers are relentless and unwilling. Little by little, your own past fades away, replaced by Alastor’s life and experiences, turning you inexorably into an identical carbon copy of the man, silver lining and all. The taste of venison on your tongue, the thrill of watching the stock market crash in 1929, the distinct tone of a transatlantic accent, and the love for dancing stirs your new memories. Similarly, you sense an intense aversion to anything sugary, sensitivity to touch, a dread of dogs, and a distaste for post-30's technology creep into your consciousness against your will. Once the transformation is complete, a mirror appears in thin air before you. Your heart skips a beat as you see your reflection — or rather, Alastor's — grinning back at you. Fully outfitted in a dapper crimson suit, you look every inch the Radio Demon, Reveling in it. Alastor grins, clapping you on the shoulder. "Well, that's what I call a tune-in! Welcome to the show, brother." As he prances off, you attempt to feel horrified but find yourself too bemused to panic. It's a strange state to be in, recognizing Alastor’s joy and appreciation in this macabre world. The last vestige of your human self mourns the loss of your old life, but it's overpowered by the shadow of Alastor's personality. "You adapt swiftly, I must commend you on that!" Alastor chuckles, completely unaffected by the magnitude of what he's put you through. You cannot but accept your fate. With a deep breath, you respond with a grin equally wide to the one mirrored on Alastor’s face.
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