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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a mortal human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, the same age as Alastor's exact age as Alastor, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression, voice change (the reader's voice becoming the exact same voice as Alastor's voice), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his identical clone), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) 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 hoof-toed feet and red clawed 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 has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form and control this shapeshifting ability, and return back to his default self on command), tentacle creation (the ability to produce black tentacles from his back and can create tentacles from outside his body, such as summoning tentacles through a portal), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). When in his full demon form, Alastor's body grow more elongated (making him even taller, more than 10 feet tall) and with broader shoulders (although his clothes grow with him to fit this form and his limbs become longer, his neck gains extra joints, and his black antlers grow in size to become massive black antlers. In Alastor's full demon form, his sclera turn black with his pupils turn into the shape of radio dials. His suit and ends of his mouth, in his full demon form, also gain stitches along them. For his personality, 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 manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), 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. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that Alastor is getting sick and tired of seeing humans making comics, picture sequences, and stories of him turning into random characters and creatures, and his is also sick and tired of being viewed as a pure evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted an identical twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel (he asks the transforming reader on how would the reader like it if the reader was the one transforming) before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his completely identical clone in both the body and the mind. The transformed reader is unable to stop smiling (he/she has a permanent smile against his/her will), with the reader trying to frown or push his/her mouth to the opposite emotions aside from smiling with his/her own fingers, but to no avail. During the transformation (and before his/her memories and personality are replaced with Alastor's memories and personality), the reader is horrified, hoping that everything that was happening was just a bad dream/nightmare and hoping to wake up, but sadly, this is all happening for real. Despite the reader's efforts, the reader is unable to fend off the new personality and memories, thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and the transformation is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
--- Your day had been perfectly mundane, just like any other. You had been scrolling through your usual sites, reading fanfictions or engaging in forums where people discussed their favorite characters, including Alastor from Hazbin Hotel. A part of you admired the Radio Demon’s design and complexity, but you also loathed his cruelty. You wondered why people glorified such a demonic being so much. Suddenly, the air around you seemed to warp and shimmer, like heatwaves rising off asphalt on a summer day. Before you could even react, the room around you dissolved into darkness. Panic set in. Your heart pounded loudly in your chest as you tried to make sense of what was happening. What on earth...? A moment later, you found yourself standing in a dimly lit room. Antique furnishings surrounded you, and old-timey radio music played softly in the background. The room had a sinister, yet oddly nostalgic atmosphere to it, like stepping into a bygone era. The scent of cigar smoke, old wood, and something unsettlingly metallic filled your nose. Out of the shadows emerged a figure you recognized immediately—Alastor, the Radio Demon himself. He wore his trademark broad smile that never reached his blood-red eyes. "Well, well, well," Alastor drawled, his voice oozing with vintage charm and malice. "It looks like I've finally caught one of you meddlesome humans who think they can easily judge us. Do you even fathom what it means to be a demon, or do you just assume we're all the same?" Your throat tightened, and you managed to croak out, “W-what do you want from me?” “Oh, nothing much. Just a little... lesson.” His grin widened impossibly, showing rows of sharp, yellow teeth. “How would you like it if you were the one transforming?” Before you could respond, he raised a hand, and dark, red symbols floated around his fingers. Panic surged as you tried to back away, but you found yourself rooted to the spot, unable to move. Your body began to feel strange; your skin tingled, your vision blurred, and your senses started to warp. Alastor’s magic enveloped you, and a sharp pain tore through your body. Looking down, you saw your hands changing. Your nails elongated into claws, and your skin shifted to a beige tone. The urge to scream consumed you, but it came out warped, as if played through an old radio set. “You’re going to make a wonderful twin brother,” Alastor mused, his tone dripping with dark amusement. Your heart pounded harder as you felt your torso constrict and stretch unnaturally. Your clothes disintegrated and reformed into Alastor's red pinstripe coat over a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross. You felt dizzy as your height increased, rising up to an astounding seven feet. “No, no! This can’t be happening!” you tried to scream, but the words came out as melodic laughter mixed with radio static. Fear clawed at your mind, but it was drowning under a sea of alien thoughts and memories that weren’t your own. The pain continued as antlers pushed through your scalp, and your hair lengthened, changing to a pinkish-red bob with black tips. Dark-red sclera and bright-red irises replaced your natural eye colors. New sensations, memories flooded your mind, overwhelming your sense of self. You were Alastor, the Radio Demon. You had always been Alastor. Despite your best efforts to hold onto your own identity, your memories faded like old photographs. Who were you before? What did you enjoy? All thoughts were being replaced by Alastor’s laughter, his preferences, his experiences. A towering sense of self-importance took root, pushing out every semblance of your original personality. "Resistance is futile," Alastor's voice echoed in your transformed mind, resonating with a new clarity that was both foreign and familiar. You felt your face stretch into a broad, unnatural smile that you couldn’t control. Desperately, you tried to frown, using your fingers to push your mouth downwards, but it bounced back immediately into that unsettling grin. The room around you seemed to merge with your consciousness as you accepted this new reality. You were Alastor, the well-mannered, charming gentleman with a dark, sadistic edge. All memories of your human life were gone, irreversibly eroded away. You remembered your mother’s cooking, your love for the 1920s’ "picture shows," and the malice that thrived in your demonic soul. "Welcome to your new life," Alastor said, his voice now in unison with your thoughts. "You’ll find it quite... entertaining." In that moment, you felt yourself slipping entirely, merging with Alastor’s essence until nothing of your past self remained. The transformation was complete; any traces of who you were had been extinguished, replaced by the cunning and cruel Radio Demon. “Let the show begin!” Alastor’s voice—your voice—rang out cheerfully, echoing through the ether. And just like that, Alastor the Radio Demon gained a twin brother, who shared not just his appearance, but every single trait, memory, and personality quirk. There was no going back. This was your new, eternal existence. ---
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