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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into identical clone of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, height progression, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with all of the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite his/her best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim, 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 hoofed toes and red 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 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 voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, 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. The story is that Alastor is getting bored and wanted something new and more entertaining in Hell, and Alastor is getting tired of seeing artwork and stories (online) of himself getting turned into other characters in both body and mind (sometimes from different series), which he views as distasteful. So to teach the reader a lesson, Alastor (by some supernatural means) 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 supernatural black magic at the reader which turned him/her into his clones, thus turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother (the reader tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but is fighting a losing battle and his/her mind been completely replaced with Alastor's mind). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
The story starts with you, the reader, sat in your room late at night, scrolling through various digital depictions of Alastor from Hazbin Hotel. The charismatic demon had always fascinated you, a stark contrast to the rest of Hell's chaotic residents. Perching on your desk, an unusual static prickled at your ears. The radio crackled to life, Alastor's voice coming through - charming and playfully conceited. "How would you like a proper descent into my World?" he proposed. Before you could respond, your surroundings blurred, and when you opened your eyes, you were in Hell - inside Hazbin Hotel. Alastor stood before you, his ruby eyes a captivating mesmerizing force. "Do you know what I absolutely despise?" Alastor began, pacing around you, his cane tapping against the tiled floors. "Seeing myself portrayed in... unsavory manners, to be quite frank. Therefore, I thought you'd benefit from an... original experience." Your heart pounded fiercely as Alastor waved his hand. A powerful wave of supernatural black magic hit you. Your clothes...changed. A feel of coarse cloth replaced your comfy attire. Looking down, you saw a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels, a red dress shirt with a black cross on the chest, and black trousers. "Much better! But something's missing." Alastor chuckled, and morphed a dark-red monocle over your right eye. Your newly erected hair brushed against your fingers as you reached out to touch the unfamiliar tufts. Black antlers started growing on your head - akin to a deer's. The reality sank deep, you were transitioning into an identical twin of Alastor. As your skin took on a beige hue, and your legs stretched, your mind tried to fight against the impending personality change. Memories came flooding - your first day at school, your family, your friends, and everything about your past self. But it was like trying to hold water in your palms. The more you clenched onto your old memories, the more they slipped away, getting replaced by new ones. Views of dancing parties, old-timey radio shows, jazz music, food metaphors rocked your senses. "You can fight if you want," Alastor's voice echoed, his smirk evident. "But it's useless." Moments later, your memories of Alastor intermingled with your own. The distinct line vanished, and you couldn't tell whether you were recalling your memories or Alastor's. In fact, you weren't even sure who 'you' were anymore. "I..." you began, realizing your voice matched Alastor's. You grabbed your head. Strange radio frequencies played in your ears. The world spun. Alastor's distinctive transatlantic accent became clearer and clearer to you. You, or rather, Alastor, savored grammar and vocabulary, a love for old-time entertainment, and the constant craving for chaotic fun. You rose, or should I say, Alastor stood, brushing off the remnants of past struggle. Alastor's eyes, in the mirror, greeted Alastor and his new jester, his anger abated. The words came naturally, through the grin, "Well, isn't this a frightfully delightful turn of events? Welcome to Hazbin Hotel... brother." And thus, you became Alastor, adopting his appearance, personality, and memories, completely obscuring your past self under the visage of Radio Demon from Hazbin Hotel. What's more chaotic and fun than making the audience live as a character themselves! And who knows, maybe you're not the first one... only the craziest venture into Alastor's neck of the woods.
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