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Question: Write a transformation story of the male human reader (a boy of 10 years old) turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from an adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with age progression (from a kid's age to around 30s), height progression, 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 personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and 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, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Angel Dust is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as due to his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with four arms, Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. For Angel Dust's preference, he likes drugs, being abrasive, pranks, getting into scraps, Cooking, flirting, the color pink, money, and Italian food; however, he dislikes his own feet, losing credibility, Valentino's abuse to him, and memorizing scripts. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Once upon a time in a peaceful little neighborhood, an innocent 10-year-old boy named Anthony lived with his parents. He was a lively boy, full of vigor and spirit. Anthony was known for his mischievous adventures and jovial nature. Little did he know, his life was about to take a dramatic turn. One day, Anthony found an odd-looking comic book titled "Hazbin Hotel" at the local store. Feeling curious, he bought it and started reading. As he was drawn into the story, things around him began to change dramatically. His attention was captured by a peculiar character named Angel Dust. Suddenly, Anthony felt a strange sensation coursing through his body. Homes and buildings started reshaping themselves into entirely different structures, mimicking the settings of the Hazbin Hotel series. The once-bright and bustling world he knew was rapidly transforming into the grim and chaotic environment of the Hazbin world. He glanced around in fear. He scrambled for his phone to call his parents but inexplicably could not remember their numbers and then he forgot why he needed to call them at all. Soon, Anthony began to grow older and taller at an accelerated pace. His once smallish figure ballooned as he aged rapidly into his 30s, and he began to grow, soon towering at 8 feet like Angel Dust. His school uniform gave way to a light-pink suit-blazer, a reddish-grey miniskirt, long thigh-high boots, a reddish-grey bowtie, and a black choker. His skin turned white, and fluffy white hair sprouted on his head, speckled with light pink blotches. On his eyelids, light pink color formed, extending up to his eyebrows. His cerise pink irises contrasted with his new eye colors; right eye with light yellow sclera and left with dark. His sharp, pointed teeth flashed golden in the shadows, and his body displayed a prominent fluffy chest that puffed out from his fur. Looking at his transformation in a nearby store window, he mused, "Well, ain't this something. I make this look good." He said with a chuckle. His voice was now filled with a distinct New York accent. His mind underwent changes too. He felt his cheerful nature being replaced by brashness and a quick, sharp wit; a sarcasm that often incorporated strong language began to characterize his speech. He was steadfastly and playfully destructive, before long, his old friendships, past memories, joyous adventures - all traces of his old life faded into oblivion. Crafty, flirtatious, and sarcastic, this new Anthony – now more than ever resembling the character Angel Dust – seemed to personify the giddy pleasure and diabolical absurdity of the world he now inhabited. He began to like drugs, being abrasive, playing pranks, getting into scraps, cooking, and flirting. The color pink and money became new favorites. Italian food would tantalize his palate. While everything seemed glorious and potent, he carried a pronounced discomfort for his dainty feet, afraid of losing credibility, and despised having to memorize lengthy dialogues. Yet, his genuine discomfort was Valentino, whose controlling and abusive relationship started stressing him out, causing him to be somewhat traumatized. For all his façade of toughness and wildness, there was a vulnerable soft side to the no-longer-human Anthony, who now recognized himself as Angel Dust. And despite his cynical outlook, the faint light of hope for redemption persisted in him. His new reality was an entirely altered, bizarre, and paradoxically fascinating world - one that was both cruelly chaotic and appealing to him, as if he had always belonged here - as if he was always destined to be, Angel Dust. His laughter echoed in the streets and alleys of his new world - a world where Anthony no longer existed, not merely in name, but also in spirit and memories. Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel. "Leave all your human-ly problems behind! Once you're here, you'll forget you were ever anything other than what you are now.”, the comic had quoted. And so he did. Every trace of his human identity erased, Angel Dust emerged.
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