Blaze the Cat Becomes Helsa von Eldritch

In the lush green world of Mobius, a capricious energy pulse began to radiate from the Master Emerald, its rippling frequency causing changes on an unprecedented scale. The world seemed to ripple and warp, and at the center of it all was none other than Blaze the Cat, the respected princess and the guardian of the Sol Emeralds. She felt a heat rise within her, an energy she was unfamiliar with. Visibly, her form began to change. Her royal feline form began to transition from her regularly lithe and flexible form into something more human. Her clothes morphed, changing from her usual purple dress and high-heeled shoes to a more sophisticated and mature attire. Her ordinary gloved hands were enveloped by elegant white gloves running past her elbows, and her dress turned into a cocktail shift of black and gold, cinching elegantly at her waist and then sparkling down past her knees. Alongside the clothes, Blaze's body grew rounder and taller. No longer was she the average height of a Mobius cat, Blaze saw herself transforming into a figure that was six feet tall, the height of an accomplished human woman. As she grew, her cat ears and tail vanished while her fur receded, revealing smooth, human skin. From her head sprouted a cascade of blonde hair instead of her usual purple she had. Watching her reflection, her face stretched and softened into a more mature look. Her youth seemed to fade as she turned into a woman in her 20's. As her physical appearance changed, so did her surroundings. The familiar green landscape of Mobius changed to the dystopian world of Hazbin Hotel. Her Purple Emerald castle morphed into a haunted-looking mansion filled with Gothic interior design, adorned with flickering chandeliers and gilded portraits. The purity of Mobius was replaced with the grunginess of the underworld, making Blaze's heart throb painfully. But pain was soon replaced by a chill. It was as if the cold fingers of another entity were reaching into her head, orchestrating an overthrow of her mind, her memories, her self. Blaze found her thoughts becoming more distant, replaced by darker, more cunning intentions—memories of a woman named Helsa von Eldritch. Images of ruling over her subjects with an iron fist, her heartless decision-making, meticulous manipulation, and her fierce rivalry with another entity, Blitzo, began consuming her past life. Even her powers of fire control morphed into a much darker energy manipulation, resonating with the atmosphere of the underworld. The transformation was complete. Where once stood Blaze the Cat, now stood Helsa von Eldritch. She could feel the energy pulse subsiding, leaving her changed and replacing the old with the new, both within and without.