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Question: Write the 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, voice change (the reader's voice becoming the exact same voice as Alastor's voice), 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 shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) 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). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). 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 completely identical clone in both the body and the mind. The transformed reader is unable to stop smiling (he/she has a permanent smile against his/her will), with the reader trying to frown or push his/her mouth to the opposite emotions aside from smiling with his/her own fingers, but to no avail. Despite the reader's efforts, the reader is unable to fend off the new personality and memories, 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).
Suddenly, time seemed to stand still. The world around you changed. You found yourself standing not in your own bedroom, but somewhere eerily different. Before your eyes stood the renowned Radio Demon – Alastor from Hazbin Hotel. His crimson frame towered over you, a devilish grin plastered across his face, his voice reminiscent of an old radio show host, rich with charisma yet laced with an undercurrent of danger. "Fear not, my dear," he began, his melodic cadence amplified by the supernatural microphone he held. You stumbled back, feeling a wave of mind-numbing panic tugging at your senses. "I'm not here to hurt you," he continued, completely undeterred by your reaction. "I just want you to see, to understand... to live a day in my shoes." Before you could protest, you were enveloped in a swirling red energy emanating from Alastor. You felt your body change. Despite your best efforts, fear gave way to confusion, then numbness, and then, existence. You felt different – more substantial, more powerful, more *demonic*. Your reflection stared back at you. Staring into a full-length mirror, you saw Alastor. Not the Radio Demon himself, but an identical replica. Your body was now unnaturally thin, tall, crimson, a permanent grin affixed to your face. You sensed the age transformation, feeling energized and youthful yet aged to the 30s and 40s. Your clothes too had morphed into an exact replica of his dapper ensemble. You could feel your old energy, your disconcerted fear, replaced by an unmatched charm, an amiable persona that was characteristic of the Radio Demon. Yet the most profound change was not physical, but mental. Your consciousness was besieged by an onslaught of unfamiliar memories, Alastor's memories. You found yourself recalling entertaining snatches of radio shows, tasting the bitterness of black coffee, feeling the excitement of the Stock Market Crash of 1929, the love for old-fashioned theatrics, and the eerily satisfying flavor of venison. Your own past, your life, your memories seemed to fade away slowly, almost entirely overshadowed by Alastor's vibrant past. And in the abyss of your lost identity, you attempted to fight the new personality taking root in your mind. You tried to recall your past, your memories, your experience - anything that could remind you of your old self. But it was all in vain. Your efforts, like your past, were fading, succumbing to the overpowering persona of Alastor. You attempted to alter your facial expression, attempting to frown or express anything other than the dominant, unwavering smile. But your muscles refused to co-operate, leaving you with an eternal grin, which was now an inherent part of your existence. But as the new personality consumed your identity, something within you submitted. The terror, the resistance, the struggle, everything was fading. This was your new reality. Your new existence. And it was inescapable. For a moment, just a moment, the transformation paused. You stood there, gazing into the mirror, your reflection staring back – the image of the infamous Radio Demon. A faint chuckle echoed eerily through the room. "Welcome to the other side, my dear," Alastor's voice echoed, ringing like the closing note of a radio show. "And remember, all life's a stage, and we are merely players." As the final hint of your struggle vanished, you felt a choke of realization. Your old self was gone. Forever. Your reflection nodded, a hint of acceptance gleaming in your unworldly eyes. You were now Alastor – The Radio Demon. Not just his identical appearance, but also his memories, his life, his charming yet intimidating persona. You were him in every possible aspect. Only his name differed. For you were no longer a mere reader, you were a timeless entity, a clone of the infamous Radio Demon.
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