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Question: Write the transformation story of the human reader turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), age change, height progression, reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as due to his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with six limbs (two legs and four arms), Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Once, there was a human reader who found themselves drifting into the world of the Hazbin Hotel series. This wasn't just a dream or mere illusion, but an extraordinary transformation into Angel "Anthony" Dust, a character drawn out from the darkly entertaining world of the series. Our story unfolds as the reader takes an unexpected journey, veering into the strange and dangerous reality of Hazbin Hotel. The reader's world crumbled, phasing out the familiar humdrum surroundings and everyday scenes, and morphed into the chaotic, sizzling streets of hell. Buildings turned into beastly, monstrous creatures; pleasant parks transmogrified into pits of eternal suffering, the sky above turned scarlet and acrid, the only clouds were curls of smoke that twisted upwards from never-quenched fires. The scenery wasn't the only thing that changed. The reader's physical form began to take on Angel Dust's features. If originally female, the reader's gender switched, height elongated, turning robust and tall, reaching a staggering eight feet or more. The shape-shifted form was slim and almost feminine with white fur coating the entire body in soft fluffiness. Splotches of light pink stained the fur, with a unique heart shape on the back of the head. Eyelids bore the same rosy hue extending up to the eyebrows as if dusted with eyeshadow. The eyes-now cerise pink, sharp pointed teeth filled a wide mouth, including a conspicuous golden fang. The reader grappled mentally with these changes, a pathetic struggle against the inevitable. “What the fuck is happening?” the reader's mind screamed as their consciousness fell away, their memories evading them like slick fish in the river of forgetfulness. Over time, those slips of memories turned into nothingness, replaced entirely by Angel Dust's personality and the realization of their new identity. “Damn, I look good,” a thought echoed in the reader's mind as they admired their new persona in the crimson-dusted mirror. But with that thought came a total acknowledgment of the drastic change - they weren't just role-playing or fantasizing, they had become Angel Dust, a sinner demon. External changes were only the half of it. The reader's mind swung on a pendulum between their personality and Angel Dust's. As the body continued to contort and shift, their mind flipped like a coin, pushing their own memories and thoughts further into the rear. They fought to remember the human life they once had, but it was like grasping at wisps of smoke – there, yet elusive. “Oh honey, you ain’t in Kansas no more.” A hearty laugh echoed in the reader’s mind. Another few days and Angel Dust's arrogance filled his consciousness. His foul-mouthed, snarky responses took hold, each f-bomb word rolling off his tongue like it’s second nature. “What’s got ya down, sugah? Miss your old self? Ah don’t worry, we’ll have a blast here.” Relinquishing their futile attempts of fighting off the change, the reader's personality completely mirrored Angel Dust's in every nuanced way, from his playful destruction, crass humour jazzed with dirty jokes, and an inclination for self-preservation. Erlang, his concern for his friends and anxiety from his work-life struggles with Valentino peeked from the corners of his mind. And just like that, the transformation was complete and irreversible. The human reader was no more. They saw, felt, and thought as Angel Dust, completely forgetting their previous life. Even the slightest hope of going back was dismissed under Angel's cynical viewpoints. “Redemption is for cartoon characters,” Angel's voice laughed cruelly in their mind. "This is who we are now, Ain't no going back." And indeed, the reader had left their old world behind, entering an unending journey as the captivating character, Angel Dust.
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