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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 9 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell from the adults animated web series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to a many centuries old adult and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he was adult-sized), 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 mind being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and all his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human kid, and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Lucifer's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), 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. He wears a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a pair of black gloves, 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 Charlie and his wife Lilith, but he is still tall compared with most other demons. 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. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
You've always savored your moments of solitude, especially in the thrill of your favorite show, Hazbin Hotel. You’re just a 9-year-old boy, immersed in the world of animated escapades, wishing for a touch of the extraordinary in your mundane reality. You loved the character of Lucifer Morningstar, his charisma, his grace, a king with a menacing air yet laced with endearing goofiness. You blink as a sharp pain pierces your temples. Confusion besets as you touch your cheeks, noticing them grow warmer and change to an unusual shade of red. A voice whispers in your head, "Tonight, even the young shall inherit the Earth." Fear surges in you. A mental struggle begins as foreign thoughts, ancient memories not your own, emerge from the dark recesses. They bubble up in strength, threatening your own childhood innocence. You try to cry out for your parents, but your voice is choked, replaced by a deep, haunting laugher that echoes the room. Then reality starts to warp. The walls crumble away into nothingness, replaced by the architectural splendor of Hell's echelons. A sense of frantic exhilaration fills the air, as people...no longer people, but demons, roam freely around, each one stranger than the next. Physical changes are next, your body stretching, growing at an impossible rate, your clothes swimming around you. Your shorts and shirt replace themselves with a dapper white suit, complete with a bowtie and cane. A feeling of heaviness bears on your left hand. You look down to find a golden ring around your pinkie and blink in surprise. You stumble into a rather tall mirror left ajar in the maze-like corridors of the grandeur that you now presumably owned. Staring back at you is the imposing figure of Lucifer Morningstar himself; your wild blonde hair, the snake-like eyes, and those vicious black lips that hint at a mouth full of sharp teeth. Your heart races but the stranger in the mirror remains calm, his eyes gleaming with deviant mischief. Was this you? As if in confirmation, your body morphs the final time, your boyish height succumbs to the adult-like stature of Lucifer Morningstar. You're still shorter than you remember Lilith and Charlie to be, but it's towering compared to the rest of the creatures around you. A wave of dizziness overcomes you. The echoes of your boyhood pummels against the relentless tide of emerging memories. Fear knotted in your chest as you realize the inevitable truth – Your own memories are losing the fight. Tears trickle down your ominously pale cheeks. But the lump in your throat is drying. You fumble for the names of your parents, your best friends — they're faded, replaced by Hell's denizens, every hilarious pun you made, or the endearing melody of polka music, and your devotion to Lilith. And then, nothing. The boy is gone. What remains is the king of hell, Lucifer Morningstar, his jovial laughter echoing across the fiery realm. "Well, isn't this a fun turn of events?", he hums to himself, wistfully twirling his cane, the essence of a once 9-year-old boy, now nothing more than a whisper in the wind.
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