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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into an identical clone of Lucifer Morningstar (Charlie Morningstar's father who is from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is female), age progression, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite his/her efforts of fighting back those new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget he/she was a normal human and only remembered ever being the king of Hell Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), 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. Lucifer 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 and his wife, Lilith. 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 is that Lucifer wanted more fun and more clones of himself, and got annoyed at the human reader (who was unaware of the animated characters being self-aware around real life in addition to their animated world) laughing at him and some of his fails. So, out of supernatural reasons, he briefly entered the real world to kidnap the reader from the real world and bring him/her into the world of Hazbin Hotel before Lucifer used supernatural powers to transform the reader, with the reader trying to resist the physical and mental changes, but to no avail. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
As the brilliant lights of the screen began to warp and change, you felt an inexplicable pull, a force stronger than anything you'd ever experienced before. A sly, grinning face emerged from the brightness. "Having a good laugh, are we?" The voice was honeyed and familiar, the speaker none other than Lucifer Morningstar himself. Brows furrowed in shock, you hardly managed to stammer out a response before a firm grip seized you. Suddenly, you found yourself plunged into a vivid, extravagant world unlike your own. The Hazbin Hotel in all its uncanny glory appeared before you. "Welcome to my humble abode," Lucifer drawled, lounging back in his overstuffed throne. His golden eyes were piercing, wicked grin more blatant than ever. Before having the chance to utter a plea or question, you were enveloped by an ominous yet invigorating wave of power. A gasp escaped your lips as your body involuntarily contracted, reshaping itself in a torrent of unimaginable sensations. The soft warmth of your skin morphed into an inhuman, dazzling white hue. A wave of blonde tresses spilled down over your shoulders, as black eyebrows and black lips starkly contrasted your new complexion, begging a glance at a mirror. "No need to resist," Lucifer's voice echoed in your ears, resonating with a sense of finality. "This was always in the cards for you." Ignoring Lucifer' words, you struggled valiantly against the wild energy. However, it proved fruitless as the changes pressed on. Your eyes were replaced with snake-like pupils. Simultaneously, the characteristic red cheeks you recognized from the show adorned your face. Your body shrank slightly, reaching a height shorter than your past self, matching Lucifer's height. You felt an odd sensation of lengthening, the transformation placing you in a pair of knee-high heeled boots. Dressed in a white high collar suit, red undershirt and black bowtie, the transformation was complete. Yet, perhaps, the worst of the changes was to arrive. An overwhelming wave of unfamiliar impulses, characteristics, and desires flooded into your mind, threatening to drown you. It was a swirling tumult of wit, enthusiasm, and flamboyance. You fought, clawing with desperation to latch onto fragments of your old self, refusing to be relinquished. "Fight all you want," Lucifer declared, sounding more amused than threatened. "This is who you are now." His words were drowned in the sea of merriment, spontaneity, and dreaded regality seeping into your consciousness. Your protests echoed into silence as your past memories were swallowed by this new persona. Your true identity disappeared, replaced by Lucifer's rich history, his reckless love for polka music, his menacing charisma, his passionate love for his beloved Lilith. You began to forget the human world, your life fading into a forgotten memory, while this intriguing existence known as Hazbin Hotel became your home. Lucifer chuckled, admiring his work. "What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" He smirked, taking a sip of his favorite devilish brew. "Welcome, Your Majesty. To the extravagant life, you never knew you missed." You felt an eerie kind of calm, your past struggles forgotten, swept away and replaced by the eccentricity of this larger-than-life character. You were not merely yourself anymore – you were Lucifer Morningstar, the flamboyant, witty, and regal King of Hell, both loved and feared by its dwellers. Somehow, amidst the chaos, this fatalistic acceptance felt eerily right. You took one last look in a mirror, your reflection mirroring Lucifer precisely. Smirking, the words escaped your lips effortlessly, "More fun, that's exactly what we need here."
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