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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a teenage or adult male human reader (between 5.7 - 6 feet tall on average) instantly turning into the son of Lucifer Morningstar (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with art style shift (the reader now being in the cartoon world of the Hazbin Hotel series, and the reader himself now becoming cartoony and having the same art style as all of the other Hazbin Hotel characters, rather than being a real life person), clothes change (the reader's human clothes instantly replaced by a new outfit similar or identical to Lucifer's outfit), age change (becoming a teenager or a young adult who is biologically between 15-22 years old, being younger than Lucifer in age, despite now being even older than Earth itself and being immortal like his newfound father Lucifer), height regression to between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall (due to becoming a young fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, the reader becomes shorter than Lucifer Morningstar, who is the reader's newfound father), voice change (the reader's voice changing to fit with the Morningstar bloodline, similar to but not identical to Lucifer's voice, albeit in a somewhat younger voice), and instant mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced within seconds or minutes by a new personality and new memories of being part of the royal Morningstar family, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him completely forget about his past average and mortal human self and everything before the transformation, and he now only remembers being a similar, almost identical son to Lucifer Morningstar). For the reader's new self (now truly a young fallen angel and not a normal or mortal human), he is shorter than his previous self (he is now between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall) and he is slightly shorter than Lucifer Morningstar's 6-foot height (due to the fallen angel reader's younger age than his previous age as a human and due to being younger than his newfound father Lucifer), he now has an unnaturally-slender body (having very thin, unnoticeable yet extremely powerful muscles and having no body fat) with a literally pure white skin, just like Lucifer Morningstar himself. The reader in this form has blonde slicked-back hair (with one tuft sticking out exactly like Lucifer's hairstyle), thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, a mouth full of sharp white teeth (not just the canine teeth being sharp, but all his teeth have also become sharp teeth), a large rosy-red circle on each cheek, and large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils and light purple eyelids, like Lucifer, who is his new dad. The reader in his fallen angel form has no nose or ears, also just like Lucifer. Also, if the human reader had any, the fallen angel reader does not have any beard, mustache, sideburns, nor stubble, just as Lucifer doesn't have any facial hair other than eyebrows or eyelashes. The reader, now a son of Lucifer Morningstar, wears an identical outfit to his newfound father (Lucifer). He also has immortality, every supernatural powers, his personality, and his preferences that are all completely identical to Lucifer's own immortality, supernatural powers (having all the same powers as Lucifer Morningstar's powers), personality, and preferences (Lucifer's likes and dislikes). For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance (and no, he is not Satan, since Lucifer and Satan are separate characters), he is about 6 feet (1.8 meters) tall and he has literally pure white skin, blonde hair (which is short-cut and is slicked-back with one tuft sticking out), thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being older than Earth itself and Lucifer being immortal). He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes (which do not have irises) are light yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are light purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. Lucifer's white-red clothing is somewhat like a circus ringmaster; he wears a wide-brimmed white top hat with a golden snake and a red apple over golden spikes which resemble a crown, and a red-lined and red-trimmed white popped-collared tailcoat suit with several golden buttons - his coat worn over a light red-and-white striped dress-shirt with two golden buttons and a small, accessorized black bowtie. He also wears a pair of long white poofy pants tucked under a set of heeled black knee-high boots, and a pair of black-colored leather gloves which covers his hands. On his left pinkie, he sports a golden ring which is presumably his wedding ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. As a fallen angel, he possesses three pairs of white wings with red feathers, which he can materialize and extend from his coat. He is shorter than his daughter, Charlie (who stands over 6 feet, around 6 and a half feet tall), and his wife, Lilith (who stands over 6-and-a-half feet tall). Despite his very thin body, Lucifer has the following powers; Flight (able to summon his six bird-like angelic wings from his back and he is capable of flying), angelic power (as a fallen angel, he possesses very strong angelic power, which holds sway over the demonic power of his contemporaries), demonic magic (as King of Hell, Lucifer has accessity to demonic magic at a much higher level than his daughter), hand-to-hand combat, super strength (as the King of Hell and one of the Seven Deadly Sins, Lucifer's strength is quite exceptional, as when he fought Adam he barely put any effort into the fight and easily defeating the powerful angel), shapeshifting (able to change into many forms at will, for example; according to the Story of Hell, Lucifer briefly took the form of a snake), size manipulation (Lucifer changes his size a few times during the song number "Hell's Greatest Dad" in the episode "Dad Beat Dad", first when he’s sitting on his throne in front of Charlie where he is very large, and the second being when he falls out of the slot machine where he is much smaller), duplication (he can create multiple copies of himself), portal creation (he is able to conjure portals as a means of instant transportation, which other demons can use), pyrokinesis (like his daughter, Charlie, he also has the power to manipulate fire at will), fire breath (in his full demon form, he can make fire come out of his mouth when he speaks), teleportation (he can teleport to any location by covering himself with glittery red mists), conjuration (he can create virtually anything he desires with a simple flick of the wrist, including but not limited to clothing, puppets, instruments, large fountains of champagne, and mountains of caviar), liquid manipulation (he is capable of carrying, manipulate, and throw yellow-colored liquid), and full demon transformation (when he takes on his full demonic form, as well as displaying his wings, he displays a pair of red horns with an orb of fire between them and a thin crown resembling a snake with an apple above his hat, while his eyes also change to have red sclera with yellow pupils, he also has a black devil-like tail with spikes that ends in a triangular tip with a red heart at the center, while demonic eyes also appear on the inside his coattails; a similar eye also appears on his bowtie, in addition, his entire body gives off a light white glow). He also has musical talent (similar to his daughter Charlie, Lucifer partakes in singing), instrumental talent (he's known to be quite a skilled in various instruments, including being a very skilled fiddle player; Lucifer also can play an accordion to a minor degree), and great craftsmanship (Lucifer spends his time making rubber ducks with various gimmicks such as flipping backwards and spitting fire). Here's Lucifer's personality; despite his status as the ruler (king) of all of Hell, Lucifer possesses a grandiose and dramatic nature, acting very over-the-top in most situations. He often switches between being silly and theatrical to awkward and melancholic. Like Charlie, Lucifer is ambitious in what he believes in. According to the storybook that Charlie read in "Overture", Lucifer was an idealistic dreamer whose accidental creation of Hell and subsequent banishment to it caused him to give up his dreams. After he and Lilith separated, Lucifer went into isolation and fell into a depression. He coped by crafting and hoarding tons of rubber ducks, spending years in his home. This obsession also caused him to become estranged from his daughter, to the point where he barely calls Charlie at all. As a father, he falls short of expectations. Although he loves Charlie dearly, he seems to be preoccupied with his own problems. He seldom calls Charlie, and when he does, it's usually because he's bored or needs something. When Charlie reached out to him for help in setting up a meeting with Heaven, he was thrilled to hear from her. However, he couldn't recall where she was or what she was doing, even though she had shared her passion project, the Hazbin Hotel, with him months ago. He also wasn't aware that Charlie was dating someone, or that she was attracted to women. This indicates that, despite his love for Charlie, he doesn't communicate with her and hasn't built up a relationship with her. Although, it was shown that Lucifer was much closer to Charlie in her childhood, only becoming more distant in Charlie’s adulthood. While he is the King of Hell, Lucifer hardly rules over his subjects and leaves them to their own devices. Lucifer dislikes the Sinners of Hell and describes them as "violent, destructive psychopaths, hellbent on causing as much pain and destruction as possible". According to him, they are all "the worst" and he does not believe they can be redeemed and he cares little for what happens to them. Despite his disapproval of sinners, Lucifer hints that he regrets his role in ever giving them free will due to what they had done with it and the consequences that came from this. On the other hand, Lucifer had arranged for a pardon of Hellborn demons with Heaven, ensuring that the Hellborn races and thus the other six rings of Hell, are untouched by the Exorcists during the yearly Exterminations. Although he understands his daughter's interest in rehabilitating Sinners, Lucifer is cynical about the idea of trying to save any of them, as he attempted to redeem sinners in the past, stating that Charlie doesn't know when he tried this all before, and that his dreams were too hard to defend. Since Heaven was so unwilling to listen to him in the past, he does not want Charlie to go through the same thing. However, she still manages to convince him to arrange a meeting in Heaven for her and Vaggie, which helps Lucifer regain faith in her plans. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. In the episode "The Show Must Go On," he arrived late, but joined the fight against Adam and the Exorcists, helping Charlie defeat them. He sometimes doesn't think about what he says, saying he'll "f*ck Adam" instead of saying he'll "f*ck Adam up." When Charlie corrected him, he asked what he said. He is not afraid to fight, as when he fearlessly battles against Adam. He isn't afraid to even p*ss off Adam by saying that he slept with Eve, which is left ambiguous if it either just to bait him or if it was true. He even gets carried away in fighting, like when he punches Adam over and over and was about to finish him off until Charlie stopped him. He shows more intimidation prowess when he orders Lute to take her friends and go home, but not without saying "please" in a polite manner. Here are Lucifer's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves his daughter Charlie (he even supports his daughter), the reader in his transformed fallen angel state (even supporting the now-fallen-angel reader), circus imagery, rubber ducks (including crafting rubber ducks), singing, caramel apples, pancakes, musical instruments, girls, and polka music. However he dislikes sinners demons (including having given sinners a chance), Alastor the Radio Demon, Heaven's rules (especially Heaven's hypocrisy), the Hazbin Hotel's name (including the Hazbin Hotel's bar), someone teasing about his short height, see his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) sad, and his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) getting in harm's way, and himself being separated from his wife Lilith. Here's the history of Lucifer Morningstar according to the Hazbin Hotel series (long before this transformation story took place); Prior to the creation of the Earth, Lucifer was an angel, said to be a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all creation (just like the fallen angel reader), but the elders of Heaven saw him as a troublemaker who posed a threat to the order of their world. He watched as the angels began to expand the universe and the creation of Adam and Lilith. After Lilith left Adam, Lucifer met her in the Garden of Eden and the two dreamers fell in love with each other (resulting in the birth of the fallen angel reader). Lucifer, with Lilith, wanting to share the power of free will, offered Adam's second wife, Eve, the Fruit of Knowledge, with this act (and unintentionally) evil made its way into the Earth which subsequently created Hell. As punishment, both Lucifer and Lilith (plus the reader's fallen angel self) were sent to Hell, where Lucifer could only see the cruel and the wicked that came from humanity. Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream. In Hell, now a fallen angel, Lucifer became the ruler (king) of all Hell (with the fallen angel reader being the prince of Hell) on the basis of his angelic power, ruling over all the Demons that reside there (plus, the fallen angel reader lives with Lucifer, who is the father of the fallen angel reader). At an unknown point, Lucifer (along with the fallen angel reader) became part of an order of powerful demons called the Seven Deadly Sins, each member embodying a sin, with his (and the fallen angel reader) being Pride. At some point, Lucifer married Lilith (which, as stated earlier, led to the birth of the fallen angel reader when they were once in heaven), and later, in Hell, fathered a daughter named Charlie Morningstar with his wife. At another point, Lilith left Lucifer for unknown reasons, which sent Lucifer into a deep depression and isolated himself from his kingdom and daughter as a means to cope (however, with the fallen angel reader existing with him, Lucifer is happy and proud for his son). The reclusive Lucifer (alongside his fallen angel son) now spends his time in his home coping by crafting rubber ducks, mostly inactive ruling over Hell. At some point, he (along with his fallen angel son) started a successful theme park called Lu Lu World that proved to be quite popular with the denizens of Hell. The story is that Lucifer Morningstar (as stated earlier, he is not Satan, due to Lucifer and Satan being separated characters) is depressed due to his loneliness due to not having his wife or daughter around in his home (since Lilith is separated (not divorced or dead, just left or separated from Lucifer for an unknown reason) and since Charlie has already moved on to work on redeeming sinner demons with a rehabilitation hotel "Hazbin Hotel"), and Lucifer Morningstar wanted a second child (more specifically, a son) aside from his daughter (Charlie) of his own to help him not be so depressed from his loneliness, so Lucifer (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader (who was about to sleep or was sleeping in his bed of his house for the night in the mortal realm) and sent the reader to the world of Hazbin Hotel (thus also making the reader 2D-animated and he now has the same cartoony art style as every other Hazbin Hotel character) before using his supernatural powers on the reader to literally transform the reader into his very own son in both body and mind (against the reader's will) within seconds or minutes, complete with the same immortality and supernatural powers as Lucifer Morningstar (thus now making the reader a Hazbin Hotel character). During the physical transformation (not before the physical transformation is happening), the reader is horrified/frightened, being scared and not wanting his mortal life and memories to be replaced with those of an immortal being's life and memories, hoping that everything that was happening to him (as well as having Lucifer Morningstar and the Hazbin Hotel universe existing) was just a bad dream and hoping to wake up (by either closing eyes, slapping his own face, shaking his head, pinching himself, and/or by calling out for help from his human family and/or friends) to get out of this supposed nightmare (while the reader is crying with tears out of fear), but sadly for the reader, this is not a dream and it is all happening for real (as the reader clutches his own head with his hands as a vain attempt to retain his mortal personality and memories, and telling himself to not forget his mortal life), with Lucifer telling the transforming reader that he (the reader) is safe (promising that the reader is safe, even from bad dreams) and Lucifer saying to the reader that this is not a dream and his life in Hell as a fallen angel is all real, as well as confirming that it was the reader's old mortal human life which was all just a dream instead (and saying that the reader is a dreamer like Lucifer himself, thus it all explains why the reader was dreaming about his false human life until now, making the reader truly and completely believe Lucifer and what Lucifer was saying to the now-fallen-angel reader, making the transformed reader genuinely happy). After the physical transformation ends (not just before the transformation), and the reader's mind/mental change is nearing its end, with the reader weakly calling for help from his human family/friends but to no avail (maybe saying either "Someone... help me...!" or some words/speech similar to that), as well as crying out tears in horror for his fading mortal life/mind and not wanting his personality and memories to be completely replaced. While that is happening, Lucifer shows a true and genuine smile to the reader as he successfully comforts (and truly relaxes) the transforming reader with affection like a really true good parent, including but not limited to shushing/hushing with kindness, wiping away the transforming reader's tears, (possibly leading the transforming reader slowly to the bed of the reader's new bedroom in Lucifer's home before Lucifer gently lays the transforming reader into his new bed), saying comforting, gentle/kindly, and fatherly words/speeches (for example, Lucifer would say something like "There, there. It's alright, don't be afraid. You're safe and back home with me. That mortal life was only a dream, not real. You have always been a fallen angel like me." or some words/speech similar to that), and saying that he will protect the reader (even saying that he will protect the reader even from bad dreams/nightmares), as well as gently/comfortably hugging the transforming reader (and gently stroking/caressing the reader's now-blonde hair) and Lucifer would even quietly sing a beautiful/soothing and gentle/comforting Hell-born lullaby to the transforming reader, making the mentally-changing reader feel truly and completely comfortable (the reader now feels completely safe and protected thanks to his newfound father Lucifer Morningstar being with him) and the transforming reader is increasingly enjoying Lucifer comforting him and, thus, the reader's memories and personality are completely replaced (he now remembers his birth and childhood in Heaven with his real parents Lucifer and Lilith, the reader's and his parents' banishment to Hell (soon after Hell was created) when the reader was a preteen, the later birth of his younger sister Charlie centuries later, his immortal life living with his father in Lucifer's mansion/palace ever since banishment from Heaven, and many more instead of a human/mortal life). During Lucifer Morningstar's lullaby, the reader's mind is finishing its mental changes as the reader feels tired (the reader yawns in tiredness from the calming lullaby) before sleeping in Lucifer's comforting and fatherly hug. After the transformation finishes, the reader mentally and literally wakes up from his sleep for real in Lucifer's home (more specifically, the reader wakes up in the fancy bed of the reader's new royal bedroom within Lucifer's royal home, which he now recognizes) in Hell as a fallen angel (having no memory of ever being a mortal human or anything before the transformation) and the fallen angel reader always knew that he was never a mortal human (knowing that his human life was just a fictional dream) and knew he was and always had been a fallen angel (causing him to know that he was once a regular angel born to Lucifer (his father) and Lilith (his mother) prior to his banishment from Heaven before being banished from Heaven to Hell with his parents for the same reason as how and why Lucifer and Lilith were banished from Heaven to Hell) that had lived for eons before Earth existed (the transformed reader remembers Charlie, who was born centuries after the reader's and his parents' banishment to Hell, as his younger sister, and remembers that he is always an older brother of Charlie), the reader even remembers that he had and always have immortality, supernatural powers, and six retractable angelic wings (which he can summon at will), all of which since the dawn of time, like his newfound father (Lucifer). Despite the reader's efforts, he is unable to fend off the new personality and memories, completely removing all of his mortal/human memories, making him know that he was never a human to begin with, and that he was and always has been a fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, the transformed reader being given a new name (by Lucifer Morningstar) that fits with his new royal life (and the reader accepts the name given to him), and the reader is happy about his true fallen angel life/self and living with his caring, proud, and loving dad, Lucifer Morningstar (and Lucifer is genuinely happy about his son being always around him and near him, with Lucifer truly and genuinely loving his son (Lucifer even says that he loves his son), and the transformed reader truly and genuinely loving his newfound father (the reader even truly says that he loves his father)), thus permanently and completely turning the human/mortal reader into Lucifer's lookalike son. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should be quotes from the characters (from both the reader and Lucifer Morningstar himself) in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Not only that, but there should be lyrics to the Hell-born lullaby that Lucifer is quietly singing to the transforming reader, so we would know what lullaby the reader is hearing/listening to. 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).
### A Fallen Fate: Transforming into the Son of Lucifer Morningstar Your eyes flutter open, blurry and disoriented, as you find yourself inexplicably hurled from your bed, the comfort of your room nothing but a distant memory. Instead, your senses are assaulted by vibrant, dark hues and looming architecture that seems almost out of a twisted circus. The immediate realization that you aren't in the real world sends a cold shiver down your spine. "Where...where am I?" you stammer, panic edging into your voice. Before you can comprehend further, a figure steps out of the shadows—a tall, unnervingly slender man. He's visually striking, with his pure white skin, eerie yellow eyes with red slit pupils, and a wide-brimmed white top hat adorned with a golden snake and apple. You recognize him almost immediately: Lucifer Morningstar. "Ah, my dear," Lucifer drawls, with a twisted, yet strangely comforting smile. "Welcome back home." You shake your head in confusion, desperately clutching at fleeting memories of your normal human life. "No, this can't be real. I was just in bed. This is all a dream, right?" Tears start to stream down your face as you clutch your head with your hands. Lucifer steps closer, his presence both intimidating and soothing. "No, my son. The life you knew was the dream. This, here in Hell, is your true home. You're a dreamer, like me. And dreams have power, don't they?" Your legs feel weak, and you collapse to your knees. Within seconds, you feel an intense, overwhelming sensation coursing through your body. The world around you starts to blur, and you're engulfed in a sensation of shifting, molding, and changing. Your limbs feel like they're shrinking, your skin feels like it's being rewritten, and your clothes disintegrate only to be replaced by a white-red circus ringmaster's outfit. "Stop this! Somebody help me!" you cry out, but your voice sounds more like a whimper. You clutch onto whatever remnants of your human identity you have left, hoping that something, anything, will bring you back. Lucifer crouches down beside you, gently wiping away your tears. "Shh, shh. It's going to be alright. You're safe now. This is your true form; you have always been my son." Your hair, now blonde and slicked back like Lucifer's, shifts and settles into place. You feel your height dwindling down between 5.2 and 5.7 feet, though the power within your angelic form seems endless. Your eyes, now large yellow and iris-less with red slit pupils, begin to view the world through a new lens. Despite the overwhelming changes, Lucifer's soothing voice wraps around you like a comforting blanket. "There, there. Don't be afraid. You're safe and back home with me. That mortal life was only a dream, not real. You have always been a fallen angel like me, my beloved son." You try to cling onto the memories of your human family, your friends, your life. But as Lucifer cradles you in his arms, stroking your hair and whispering kind words, those memories fade like mist. "Hush now, listen to the lullaby of Hell," Lucifer coos softly, beginning to sing a calming, otherworldly tune. ? "Rest now, my dreamer of night, Drift into slumber's gentle light. The flames of Hell will keep you warm, In these wings, there's no harm. Guided by shadows, embraced by the dark, In the kingdom where dreams embark. One with the night, child of mine, Sleep now, dear son, you'll be fine." ? The lullaby wraps around you, a delicate melody of Hell-born comfort that seeps into your mind. You feel the last vestiges of your human self slipping away, replaced by the knowledge and personality you were always meant to have. Your memories settle into place: born in Heaven, banished to Hell, an eternity by Lucifer's side, and the understanding that your sister Charlie strives for redemption in a way that both worries and fills you with pride. As you drift to sleep in Lucifer's comforting embrace, you no longer remember your cries for help. You no longer remember the life you once tried so desperately to hold onto. The transformation is complete—irreversible, permanent. You awaken in a lavish bed, recognizing it instantly. Your room in Lucifer's palace is adorned with decadent luxuries befitting your status. You stand, stretching, your body now effortlessly powerful and graceful, your mind clear and filled with memories of eons past. You walk to a mirror and see yourself—a younger, slightly shorter version of Lucifer Morningstar. Your father. Lucifer enters your room, his face lighting up with pride. "Good morning, my son. How did you sleep?" A smile spreads across your face as you look at the being who is both your maker and your protector. You feel nothing but pure, unwavering love for him, and you know he feels the same for you. "I slept well, Father," you say, your voice carrying the same regal tones as his, albeit younger. Lucifer wraps you in a warm embrace. "I love you, my son." "And I love you, Father," you respond, your heart swelling with genuine affection. In this moment, you know this life is your true reality. You are the son of Lucifer Morningstar, and you have always been his beloved fallen angel.
--- ### A New Dawn You wake up in your bed, the familiar walls of your room cocooning you in comfort. Your limbs feel heavy as a thick fog of sleep clings to you. You reach for your phone on the nightstand, but before your fingers can grasp it, everything goes dark. A weightless sensation grips you, and when the darkness dissipates, you find yourself in an entirely unfamiliar and unsettling landscape. **Lucifer Morningstar**, the ruler of Hell, stands before you, striking a grandiose figure. His golden hair slicked back with one tuft sticking out, a wide-brimmed white top hat, and a red-lined coat over a striped dress shirt. His yellow eyes with red slit pupils pierce through you, and you realize you're standing in Hell, in his royal palace. "Don't be afraid," he says, his voice smooth and charismatic. "You are safe with me." Your heart pounds in your chest as you try to make sense of what is happening. This must be a nightmare. It has to be. Any moment now, you'll wake up in your bed, back to your ordinary mortal life. Clinging to the hope that none of this is real, you close your eyes tightly, slap your face, and even try to pinch yourself into waking up. But the terrifying reality persists. Lucifer steps closer, his presence simultaneously comforting and intimidating. "This is no dream, my child," he says softly. "Your old life was the illusion. You were meant for something much greater, and you are home now." As his words wash over you, your body feels strange. A tingling sensation spreads through, starting at your toes and working its way up. Your human clothes dissolve into glittering dust, replaced by an identical outfit to Lucifer's—a wide-brimmed white top hat, a red-lined coat with golden buttons, heeled black knee-high boots, and black leather gloves. "No, no, no!" you whisper, horrified as your height regresses, your form becoming unnaturally slender and your skin turning pure white. You catch your reflection in a large ornate mirror nearby—thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, rosy-red cheeks, large yellow iris-less eyes, and slicked-back blonde hair. Your voice, now eerily similar to Lucifer’s but younger, escapes your throat as a frightened cry. You clutch your head, tears streaming down your face. "This can't be happening! Someone help me!" you plead weakly. But no one comes. The memories of your human life begin to slip away, replaced by a flood of new ones—an eternal life as the son of Lucifer Morningstar. With a gentleness that contrasts his imposing presence, Lucifer says, "There, there. It's alright, don't be afraid. You're safe and back home with me. That mortal life was only a dream, not real. You have always been a fallen angel like me." His words, though understandable, seem impossible to believe. And yet, as you stare into his eyes, you feel an inexplicable sense of safety. He wipes away your tears, pulls you into a comforting embrace, and begins to hum softly, a Hell-born lullaby that fills the air with an unusual calm. "Sleep, my child, close your eyes, Feel the warmth of Hell's skies, Dream no more of false mortality, Embrace your true reality. Wings of grace and power strong, In this realm, you belong, Forget the illusion, join my side, In Hell's haven, we'll reside." The calm, caressing notes of the lullaby soothe you, your fight waning with each breath. You feel tired, the last remnants of your mortal self dissolving into the abyss of your mind. Your human name vanishes, replaced by one bestowed upon you by Lucifer—a name that fits your royal life. By the time the lullaby ends, you find yourself in a comfortable, ornate bed in a magnificent room within Lucifer's palace. There's no trace of your previous human life in your thoughts; it all feels like a distant, forgotten dream. You stretch, feeling at home and content. Lucifer stands at the doorway, smiling with genuine affection. "Welcome back, my son," he says warmly. You return the smile, genuinely happy. "I love you, Father," you reply, and you mean it with all the truth of your new existence. You have always been, and always will be, a proud son of Lucifer Morningstar. ---
You’re lying in your bed, staring at the ceiling, the events of the day drifting away as sleep begins to claim you. It's been an ordinary day, nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary, just like countless days before. With a yawn, you pull the bedcovers up to your chin, ready to give in to the lull of sleep. Unbeknownst to you, your life is about to change in an unimaginable way. Suddenly, a strange, chilling sensation washes over you. Your eyes snap open just in time to see a tall, slender figure materialize in your room. The figure is dressed in what looks like an elaborate circus ringmaster suit, adorned in crisp white and elaborate golden buttons. A wide-brimmed white top hat shadows his face, but you catch a glint of sharp white teeth. In an instant, you recognize him from the animated series you occasionally watched online: Lucifer Morningstar, ruler of Hell within the world of Hazbin Hotel. "This must be a dream," you mutter under your breath, pinching yourself hard. The sharp sting does nothing to dispel the image. Fear grips you as Lucifer steps forward, a sly smile stretching across his lips. "You, my dear child, are about to come home," he announces, his voice resonating with a strange authority, yet hinting at fatherly affection. Before you can scream or call for help, a shimmering portal opens beneath you, pulling you from your bed into a swirling vortex of light and colors. Within moments, you find yourself falling through what seems like a series of distorted images. Your bedroom fades away, replaced by the vivid, chaotic art style of the Hazbin Hotel world. You try to scream, but your voice feels caught in your throat, the air rushing around you too fast for words. You crash softly, miraculously unscathed, onto an otherworldly ground. You sit up, disoriented, to find yourself in a lavish, opulent room, brimming with circus-themed decor. The realization hits you almost all at once: you've been transported into the realm of Hazbin Hotel. Lucifer stands before you, observing your bewildered state. "Fear not, my son," he declares. "Welcome to your true home." "Son?" you manage to mutter weakly, trying to grasp the gravity of the situation. Despite your shaking hands and rapid breathing, you desperately cling to the hope that you’ll wake up from this nightmare any minute now. Lucifer waves his cane, and a flow of shimmering energy engulfs you. The transformation begins almost immediately. You bring your hands to your face as your skin starts to bleach into a pure, unnatural white. You can feel your body slowly shrinking, muscles thinning but buzzing with newfound, unexplored strength. “No, this can’t be happening...” you cry, tears streaming down your face as you clutch your head, hurling out an anguished shout, “Someone... help me!” But there’s no one who can hear you. Lucifer approaches and bends down, gently wiping your tears with a gloved hand, his features softening. “There, there. It’s alright, don’t be afraid. You’re safe and back home with me. That mortal life was only a dream, not real. You have always been my son, a fallen angel like me." Your hair morphs into a sleek, blonde style with a distinct tuft sticking out, mirroring Lucifer's. Your human clothes disappear, replaced by the same elaborate, regal outfit Lucifer wears—red-lined and red-trimmed white jacket, poofy pants, heeled boots, and all. The transformation intensifies; your voice changes, becoming smoother yet youthful, similar to Lucifer's but distinctly yours. As you begin to lose the struggle against the mental transformation, Lucifer's voice becomes a comforting anchor. “Hush now. Let me sing for you,” he whispers, his voice enveloping you like a warm blanket. He starts to hum a lullaby, a melody both eerie and soothing, wrapping around your senses: "From Heaven's grace to Hell's embrace, The angel's song to guide your pace, Sleep now, my child, in dreams so mild, Fear not the dark, for you are wild." His fingers stroke your transformed hair, easing the last of your anxieties. Your mortal memories dissolve like mist in the sunlight, replaced by centuries-old recollections of a life among celestial beings and infernal realms. You remember your birth in Heaven, your banishment alongside Lucifer, and your eternal existence in Hell. As his song continues, your old human self fades away completely, and you accept, even rejoice in, your true identity as Lucifer’s son. As reality blurs and a new one sharpens, you yawn, feeling immensely comforted by Lucifer's presence. Snuggling closer to him, you fall asleep, content and secure. When you awaken, you find yourself in an opulent, familiar bed within a grander part of Lucifer's palace. The lavish decorations fill you with warmth as you stretch and yawn, the self of your human past now fully forgotten, replaced by the authentic son of Lucifer Morningstar. “Good morning, my son,” Lucifer's voice greets you, gentle and kind. You look up at him, now truly recognizing and loving the father you’ve always known. “I love you, Father,” you say genuinely, a sincere smile stretching across your sharp, white teeth. “I love you too, my son,” Lucifer replies, his eyes glowing with an unfathomable depth of paternal pride and love. And so, with memories of your human life evaporated, you embrace your new existence, fully and irrevocably, as the prince of Hell—a son of Lucifer Morningstar.
You had just laid down in your bed, the gentle hum of the night enveloping you like a warm blanket. The soft darkness of your room was a comforting cocoon, making it easy for your eyes to flutter closed and dreams to drift in. Only, tonight's rest would not be the peaceful slumber you were hoping for. Suddenly, the tranquility was shattered by a piercing light that surged into your head. You jolted up in bed, terrified, your heart pounding against your ribcage. A dark figure loomed at the foot of your bed, its form cloaked in shadows. As the figure stepped into the light, your eyes widened in recognition and disbelief. It was Lucifer Morningstar, exactly as he appeared in the "Hazbin Hotel" series in that same distinct art style. Except now, he was here, in your reality. “Who… Who are you? This must be a bad dream…” You stammered out, clutching your sheets tightly. Lucifer’s lips curled into a knowing smile, eyes glowing ominously. “Oh, it's far from a dream, my dear. I have chosen you to join my family. You will be my son.” Before you could scream, turn away, or do anything, Lucifer raised his hand, an aura of supernatural energy enveloping his form. The room disappeared in a flash of light, and you were thrust into the 2D world of Hazbin Hotel. The world around you transformed into the same cartoony art style as the series, bright and vivid. The sensation of your entire body changing swept over you like a tidal wave, consuming every inch of your existence. You cried out in pain and horror as your body began to shrink and transform. You felt your muscles reform, becoming unnaturally slender but powerful, your height reducing to somewhere between 5.2 and 5.7 feet. Your clothes dissolved around you, replaced by an outfit identical to Lucifer’s grandiose white-red circus ringmaster suit. “No, please! Someone, help me!” Your voice, already shifting in pitch to a more youthful sound, echoed desperately into the air. Your eyes streamed with tears as you clutched your head, feeling your memories being forcefully pulled apart. “There, there, quiet now. You're safe here, my son,” Lucifer’s voice was almost soothing, a stark contrast to the chaos you felt. “No! I don't want to forget! I’m human! Please stop!” you sobbed, feeling the last dregs of your former life slipping away. But Lucifer’s presence was overwhelming, a constant pressure you couldn't escape. As your new physical form settled in—blonde hair slicked back, sharp white teeth, pure white skin, rosy red cheeks, and snake-like eyes—you felt Lucifer gently pull you into a comforting embrace. With your fatherly connection secured, your internal struggle began to fade. “Shh… It’s alright. You’ve always been a fallen angel, my son,” he whispered lovingly as he wiped away your tears. You started to believe him, a sense of warmth spreading through you despite yourself. Your memories transformed, shifting from those of a mortal life to an immortal one. You saw yourself growing up in Heaven, standing beside Lucifer and Lilith, both supporting you through every step. You remembered the day of your banishment as a preteen, your transition to Hell, your constant life by Lucifer’s side. Lucifer stroked your hair. “Rest now. You’re home.” He began singing a lullaby, its melody hauntingly beautiful and otherworldly—a Hell-born lullaby that resonated deep within your soul. "Sleep, my child, in twilight’s glow, Underneath Hell's crimson show. With wings of white and dreams so grand, You’ll rise beside me, hand in hand. Fear not shadows, nor the night, For you're my son, divine in light. With serpents' eyes and angels' might, Rest now, for all is right." The effect was immediately soothing. Your fears washed away, replaced with overwhelming peace. Tiredness overcame you, making you yawn as you drifted into sleep within Lucifer’s comforting arms, deep inside the royal mansion. You awoke with a start but felt at ease as your surroundings came into focus. You were in a luxurious bed within a grand bedroom that you knew was yours. You remembered everything clearly now, not just your immortal life as one of Lucifer’s children but also the realization that your former human life had merely been a dream. Stretching, you summoned your angelic wings, admiring their familiar white feathers with red tips. You had always been Lucifer Morningstar’s son, and now you were finally home again. “Father,” you called out, your voice now fully adapted to its new form. Lucifer entered the room, his smile filled with genuine affection. “Yes, my son?” You rushed to embrace him, the bond between you stronger than ever. “I love you, Father.” “I love you too, my dear boy,” Lucifer whispered back, holding you close. The weight of your transformation had settled into a deep sense of belonging. You were no longer a mortal. You were, and always had been, the son of Lucifer Morningstar. Your new life had truly begun.
You had felt a strange presence, a chill running down your spine as you were about to fall asleep. As your eyes fluttered shut, a soft, oddly comforting voice whispered into your ear, "Relax, my dear one. You're safe." Your eyes snapped open swiftly, barely catching a glimpse of the man speaking. He had pure white skin, and eyes eerily similar to a snake's. "Who are you?" you stammered out through nervous breaths. "I am Lucifer Morningstar," he smiled warmly. Before you could even process the weight of his claim, a sensation of weightlessness began to envelop you. Suddenly, everything around you started to shift. Your body lightened, your clothes changed and your height dwindled. You found yourself becoming shorter, now measuring in at about 5.3 feet tall, a notable decrease from your once comfortable height of 6 feet. Every inch of your body was transforming, your skin turning unnaturally white, a thin slender body replacing your former form. "Wait, what's happening to me!" Fear surges through you as you realize you're turning into a cartoon. Despite your growing terror, a part of you marvels at the strange transitioning environment, the aesthetic matching perfectly with that of the animation style of Hazbin Hotel. Looking down, you see your clothes morphing into the flamboyant attire identical to Lucifer's; a theatrical circus ringmaster's outfit bedazzled with gold embellishments. "Don't fight it, my dear," Lucifer instructed as he rythmically moved his hand. His voice was lulling you further into the transformation, your mind syncing with the rhythm of his mesmerizing voice. A part of you knew this reality was anything but ordinary. Yet your struggles to fight it felt futile as your consciousness blended into the realm of the Hazbin Hotel. You attempted to cling onto your human memories, but the more you tried, the faster they began to fade away. Tears fall from your eyes, the thought of your human self disappearing into oblivion frightened you. The transformation was becoming painful, not physically, but emotionally. Despite your attempts to hold onto your old self, the emerging memories of your new identity drown you. Images of Lucifer as your father, whispered stories of a mystical place called Heaven filled your mind. As your transformation neared its conclusion, you succumbed to your exhaustion and helplessly collapsed into Lucifer's arms, your human memories almost completely wiped out. Lucifer reassured you in a soft and comforting tone, his voice resonating with fatherly warmth, "There, there. It's alright, don’t be afraid. You're safe and back home with me. Your mortal life was only a dream, not real. You have always been a fallen angel like me." Then, Lucifer began quietly singing a hell-born lullaby, a melody haunting yet soothing. The lyrics spoke of the beauty of chaos, the pride in individuality, and the joy amidst the darkness. The lullaby was a comfort and as the final notes played, your human self had vanished completely. You fall into a peaceful slumber, forgetting your past human self. In dreams, you experience memories of your birth in Heaven, the banishment, the creation of Hell. When you wake, you find yourself nestled comfortably in a grand bed with luxurious sheets. Lucifer sat by your side, a warm smile playing on his face. "Good morning, my dear one." You see your reflection in the ornate mirror hung on the wall, the elegant room behind you towering tall. Looking back at you was a carbon copy of Lucifer himself, a young fallen angel with styled hair and starch colours. With newfound power flowing through your veins and the comfort of your loving father near, you finally feel at home. A sense of contentment rushes over you as you realize that this is who you are—a fallen angel. "Welcome home, my son," Lucifer says with a satisfied grin. You feel the warmth of Lucifer's presence, his fatherly love making you feel safe and loved. You look up at the father you've always known, returning his smile with your own. The transformation complete, you embrace your new reality with open arms. The memories of being a human seem like an old dream, pushed away to make room for your true identity as a fallen angel, the son of Lucifer Morningstar.
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