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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into Seviathan von Eldritch (Charlie Morningstar's ex-boyfriend) from Hazbin Hotel (a TV series made by VivziePop), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height change, reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Seviathan's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting these new memories and personalities). For Seviathan's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a humanoid demon with dark bluish gray skin and dark green hair with gray roots. He has dull red eyes with neon green irises. He has thick eyebrows and his mouth is filled with neon green colored sharp teeth. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. He is seen wears a green coat with neon green trimmings, green pinstriped pants and a green hat with a light green trim that has eyes and a toothed brim. His suit is accompanied by a neon green ascot and undershirt. Sporting a charismatic exterior concealed beneath a facade of a confident and self-assured "dudebro" persona, Seviathan's life trajectory has been fundamentally shaped by the imposing weight of his family's expectations. For his personality, he is like the rest of his family, hiding behind a façade of power, confidence, and dominance, appearing as the type of demon the denizens of Hell aspire to be like. His public image is that of a rich, young, "chad" playboy or jerk jock who surrounds himself with expensive cars and models, spends the majority of his time partying at prestigious nightclubs, and is swooned over by millions of female demons, even coming equipped with an entourage of demonic sirens who sing entire songs devoted to how he's more "perfect" than everyone else. Never short of snappy one-liners, he boasts his family's influence, wealth, and power and is very sarcastic and passively rude towards others, throwing at time childishly cocky or elitist remarks at most people's sentiments, only ever restraining himself when speaking to his parents. Contrary to his outward appearance, Seviathan employs his confident facade as a shield to conceal a profound struggle with depression. Operating under the mask of a "dumb jerk chad," he strategically navigates a persona that contrasts with his genuine emotional state. While the world perceives him as a seemingly brash and confident figure, his true nature belies this image. He possesses a high level of intelligence that's obscured by his assumed persona, and he carries within him a tragic narrative shaped by centuries of both physical and psychological abuse inflicted upon him by his own family. This history of mistreatment has left him as a poignant and misguided individual, fractured by the weight of his past.The charismatic and somewhat dismissive demeanor he displays serves to uphold his family's outward reputation and to meet the expectations of his overbearing father. This charade is rooted in his desire to prevent the horrifying fate that awaits him should he falter in executing his father's ambitions. While charismatic, somewhat rude, and laid-back, he has a very "done with everything" attitude, and is clearly depressed and unmotivated. Deep within, he harbors a longing for genuine affection, a sentiment he carefully guards due to its taboo nature in the Hellish society. When not at parties or gatherings he tends to keep to himself in his palaces and maintain his exotic fish collection, read books and watch bad Hell Idol auditions on Voxtube. Mostly as a result of his public persona, Seviathan is quite a ladies' man, having dated numerous female royals and supermodels in order to keep up appearances (which has gotten him into many controversies and scandals), though most of these relationships were very shallow and without love. He is considered to be very attractive among Hell's society, with Charlie, Verosika, Angel Dust, and Asmodeus commenting on his good looks. He is deeply insecure over himself and incredibly desperate to win his father's good graces, showing extreme anxiety at the thought of being discarded like his thousands of siblings. He has the tendency to deflect or react irritably if others attempt to reach out to him or express sympathy towards him, as shown by him threatening Fergus and Charlie on the occasions they attempted to convince him on leaving the Envy Ring to escape his family.
As you look up from reading about the world of Hazbin Hotel, it's as though the letters dance on the page, coalescing into strange swirling patterns and morphing hues. The room around you blurs, and a feeling of vertigo washes over you. Woah, what's happening? You notice a tingling sensation in your fingertips, spreading like wildfire up your arms. Looking down, you're startled to watch your skin darken, morphing into a bluish-gray hue. Looking at your reflection in a nearby mirror, you notice your eyes flaring with bright green irises highlighted against strikingly red sclera. A sharp pain cuts across your mouth, causing you to open wider panting, only to discover a set of menacing neon green teeth. A strange sensation at your head leads you to touch it. Your hair is sprouting rapidly, transforming into a thick mane of dark green with grey roots. The stylish green hat with light green trim and multiple eyes now sits atop your head flawlessly, a terrifying brim of teeth providing a predatory grin to anyone who dares look your way. Catching a glimpse of your now masculine form in the mirror, the wave of changes sweeps over you unimpeded. Your height expands, your body becoming lean and muscular. A well-cut neon green ascot and undershirt drape themselves over your newly-sculpted figure, finished off with a green coat trimmed with matching neon. Your new green pinstriped pants cinch perfectly at the waist. And, distantly, you feel a strange bubbling familiarity in the form of the clothes' weight and cut --as if it's normal, as if they are yours. The same type of ownership seeping steadily into you, aligning with the increasingly present memories that aren't your own... A deep timbre escapes your throat as you try to call for help but instead a brash sarcastic remark leaves your lips. Suddenly, you feel an influx of intelligence, remembering grand parties and countless women falling over you. Jumbled syllables spoken in languages you've never heard before become comprehendible. You witness royal scandals, torturous smiling facades, books read, fishes owned, countless Hell Idol auditions on Voxtube, everything funnels into you like a simultaneously wonderful and horrific stream of consciousness. Surrounded by luxuries born of family's power, yet with a lingering ache of loneliness and the icy shroud of unaddressed depression, you fight the foreign thoughts, but they sink their claws in deeper proving themselves to be irrepressible. The pain, the abuse, the unspoken desperation, the raw longing for affection... The reality of Seviathan von Eldritch overwhelms you. Despite your best efforts, your old self seems to dissolve into the layers of the new self that is Seviathan, the truth of Hell and your new existence bleeds itself into your existence and eclipses your old life like an overpowering fog. Strangely, you don't find it all discomforting. A knowledge settles within you that your place isn't where you once so fervently clung to. Your place is in Hell, among the demons, as Charlie Morningstar's ex, as a von Eldritch. This is your new reality, and you are no longer a mere human reader. You are Seviathan von Eldritch.
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