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Question: Write the POV transformation story of Blitzo (from the adult animated series Helluva Boss), Loona (also from the adult animated series Helluva Boss), and a human reader instantly turning into completely identical clones of Moxxie (also from the adult animated series Helluva Boss), complete with art style shift (only the reader, since he/she was a real world person, but now he/she reader is in a cartoon world of the Helluva Boss series as a cartoon character with the same art style as the other Helluva Boss characters), gender change (Loona becomes male, and the reader becomes male too if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height regression (Blitzo, Loona, and the reader shrinking to only 3.9 feet tall), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Helluva Boss), and mind/mental change (with Blitzo's, Loona's, and the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Moxxie's personality and memories, despite their best efforts of fighting their new personalities and memories, making them completely forget their previous selves, even forgetting that the transformation had just occurred seconds ago, and only remembered ever being a male imp and a husband to Millie, always being an imp named Moxxie (they believe that they've always been Moxxie's twin brothers and knew that their previous selves and their transformation were all just part of their daydreaming)). For the reader's appearance, he/she is just a normal mortal human (with an average height of 5.5-6 feet tall), with his/her personality and preferences depending on what personality and preferences the reader has. For Blitzo's appearance, he is an imp and he's quite tall for his species (being 5.3 feet tall), and sports a harlequin-like aesthetic. Like all imps, he has a short reptilian-looking snout filled with white sharp teeth and without a nose, as well as having four fingered hands (instead of five as in humans), and he lacks any visible ears. He is bald and has red skin with white burn marks of various sizes that cover parts of his forearms, chest, and his tail, as well as most of the right side of his face. His irises are red and he has a heart-shaped skull symbol on the center of his forehead. Blitzo has fairly broad forearms and hands, and a long narrow head, out of which extends large, curved, black and white striped horns. He has black spines on his head and upper back, as well as on his tail. His tail ends with a triangular point that has a black spot at the tip. He has pointed feet with boot-like heels which have black on the heels and toe areas. Blitzo wears a tattered slate-gray collared coat with red buttons down the breast, black knee-high boots matching the shape of his feet, and elbow-length black fingerless gloves featuring large, rounded yellow decorations on the upper side of them. Blitzo also wears a red skull charm around his neck. For Blitzo's personality, he is a bombastic, big-talking, and sardonic imp. He is high energy and career-focused, having recently started his own company, something that's noted to be rare for an imp to achieve. He is very invested in the company's success and willing to make many personal sacrifices to achieve it. However, despite his enthusiasm to break out of the lowly social position his species is assigned in Hell. He is also, in many ways, wildly unprofessional and scattershot in his methods. Despite his status as his company's sole director, he can frequently behave in ways that are immature, self-absorbed, and even disrespectful towards his employees, affecting their level of respect for him. He is also willing to be manipulative in some questionable ways, sleeping with the married Stolas, initially in order to "borrow" his grimoire, the key element allowing him and his employees to fulfil contracts to assassinate people on Earth. Underneath Blitzo's powerful drive to succeed at all costs, however, is an emotionally troubled imp, one who is dealing with the repercussions of a checkered past, that has left many people he once knew, and is implied to have cared for, hurt and actively bitter towards him. Deep down, covered by his bluster, Blitzo is haunted by these ghosts and makes a habit of running from, rather than facing, his current problems in reaction. He struggles with genuine emotional connection, and appears to crave the idealized healthy relationship dynamics of his married employees, Moxxie and Millie, who he regularly spies on while they're in private, as well as the affection of his surly adoptive daughter, Loona. Blitzo is slightly more at home and focused when on the ground on assassination missions, as he is murder-savvy and can be gleefully sadistic with his targets, having minimal restraint in the more brutal killings. When push comes to shove in high danger and combative situations, Blitzo is also fiercely protective of his friends and family. For Blitzo's preferences (likes and dislikes), he likes murder, blood, voyeurism (of Moxxie and Millie), babying Loona, horses, pirates (as a kid), drawing, cheese and hot sauce, "Mustang Dong" song, games (including the Pain Games), hanging out with Fizzarolli, trying to reconnect with Barbie Wire (his twin sister), stealing booze from his dad (as a kid), and pointing out people's flaws. However, he dislikes criticism, being looked down on, Stolas's explicit advances, Stolas' wrath, doing bodyguard work, anyone else having had sex with both Moxxie and Millie, people pronouncing the "o" in his name, his office walls getting destroyed, anyone flirting with Loona, Fizzarolli living out his childhood dream of becoming a successful performer, and his twin sister wanting nothing to do with him. For Loona's appearance, she is a female hellhound (about 6 feet tall) with a wolf-like appearance. She has a pointed, dog-like muzzle with sharp and pointy teeth, and a dark grey nose. Her eyes have red sclera with white irises, and she wears grey eye shadow and black winged eyeliner for makeup. She also has a piercing on her right eyebrow with a black hoop for jewelry. Her fur is white with grey encircling her face, grey patches on her shoulders, and long, voluminous silver hair swept to the side to reveal her dark grey ears - the left of which is pierced with two small, black hoop earrings, while the right is ragged. She has a large, dark grey bushy tail with white on the underside. Her outfit features a large, spiked black choker around her neck. Her tattered grey, off-the-shoulder crop-top is held up at the neckline by a series of crisscross spaghetti-straps that form an inverted pentagram. She wears black shorts that are tattered at the hems, with a white crescent moon detail on the right side. Loona accessorizes with black fingerless gloves and thigh-high black toeless stockings, with her black claws protruding due to her digitigrade stance. For Loona's personality, she is a cynical and choleric young-adult Hellhound, who was adopted from an orphanage by Blitzo when she was nearing eighteen years of age. Loona is lazy and shows little interest in matters that are going on around her. She also has a short-fuse temper and is often rude and apathetic toward her colleagues, particularly Moxxie, though her ire seems otherwise indiscriminate. When not looking at her phone, Loona is usually scowling at anyone in view. Although, Blitzo has placed her in an active team member role at I.M.P, she is undisciplined and doesn't have much of a work ethic. Among her many anti-social tendencies, Loona has been known to sleep and drink while at work, and hang up on people at her receptionist post. Although, Loona goes to great lengths to maintain an outwardly apathetic attitude, her troubled and isolated upbringing appears to have made her socially awkward and she admits, in a moment of flustered vulnerability upon meeting another Hellhound, that she does not have any friends. When trying to interact with people she does actually want to connect with, she stumbles over her words and worries over her appearance, demonstrating that she has little experience socialising within her peer group. Loona also often shows flashes of a somewhat friendlier attitude towards Blitzo, usually as he enables and defends her worst behaviors. Although she intentionally tries to maintain emotional distance from him, she is also shown to appreciate Blitzo's sense of humor, especially if it's at Moxxie's expense, and she begins to see him as something of a father figure, at one point slipping up and almost referring to him as “dad” - much to Blitzo's delight. Despite how she feels about Blitzo, she acknowledges him trying his best, and knows deep down, as a father, he cares for her. When she can be moved to do so, Loona is a fierce addition to the I.M.P team, as she is intelligent, logical, resourceful, and street smart. For Loona's preferences (likes and dislikes), she likes hanging out with Blitzo (sometimes), drinking, smoking, her phone, ridiculing Moxxie, reading magazines, sleeping, and hanging out with Vortex (her hellhound boyfriend). However, she dislikes working, Blitzo babying her, being referred to as just I.M.P's hellhound, taking medicinal shots, Beelzebub and Vortex's relationship, and Beelzebub oversharing her experiences. For Moxxie's appearance (after Blitzo, Loona, and the reader turned into his clones), he is a thin, yet lean imp with red skin and white freckles on his cheeks, and he is shorter than Blitzo since he is 3.9 feet tall. Like all imps, he has a short reptilian-looking snout (albeit shorter than Blitzo's snout), which filled with white sharp teeth, and he lacks a nose, as well as having four fingered hands (instead of five as in humans), and he lacks any visible ears. His white pointy hair leads up to his curvy black and white striped horns. He also has yellow sclera with black slit pupils. Moxxie has a long red thin devil-like imp tail with a quadrilateral barb at the end, as well as lanky digitigrade legs ending in what appears to be cloven red hoofed feet, reminiscent of artiodactyls. Moxxie's usual outfit consists of a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, black toe-less pants a white shirt that has a black turtleneck, a large red bow-tie, and fingerless gloves. Moxxie is the I.M.P's weapon specialist; and as such, has a vast knowledge of weapons and often brings a variety of them along during jobs. For Moxxie's personality, he is often the most vocal and realistic of the employees (his boss is Blitzo) regarding the company as a whole despite its dysfunctional environment and is bullied consequently. He is also shown to be insured about himself since he’s not physically strong since Striker, Lin and Joe was giving him a hard time since they believe physical strength is what makes a person strong. Moreover, he is an imp who is easily annoyed and rather clumsy, as he trips over their ritualistic book on the way through the portal to the living world. Despite being a murder-for-hire imp, it seems Moxxie is queasy with unnecessary killing beyond their targets. He also is uncomfortable with the idea of killing targets who have families, and attempts to give people second chances. Moxxie is also shown to have a comical side, as when he talks about killing an entire family, he claims it might be alright if it was just a bad dad or a mob family, saying "That's understandable" in an accent. For Moxxie's preferences (likes and dislikes); he likes cooking, culinary arts, musical theater, classical music, opera, his mother's kindness, being put in charge of missions, and Blitzo's approval as his boss. However, Moxxie dislikes Blitzo prying into his personal life, theme parks, theme park mascots, killing the innocent, pop music, Stolas' wrath, his father's (Crimson) abuse, Loona calling him fat, being the butt of the joke, and Millie stealing his spotlight. The story would be that Moxxie is fed up with the reader (who was at first unaware of the animated characters being self-aware about real life) as well as Blitzo and Loona laughing and viewing Moxxie as a butt of a joke from various things, for example, being joked around by his boss (Blitzo) and being called "fat" by Loona (Blitzo's adopted daughter and a hellhound); to teach these three a lesson (and by some supernatural means), Moxxie captured Blitzo and Loona, before he came to the real world from one episode of Helluva Boss and pulled/sent the reader into the world of Helluva Boss, strapping the reader, Blitzo, and Loona into an invention that Moxxie discovered on an alleyway, and turned the reader, Blitzo, and Looma into his clones, thus turning them three into Moxxie's identical twin brothers. Plus, Moxxie wants brothers of his own, so he would be happier if Blitzo, Loona, and the reader were his lookalike brothers. During the transformation, the reader (who is genuinely terrified of being turned into a demon, he/she is scared of demons due to his/her belief of them being pure evil, soulless monsters) would scream for help from his/her friends or family, but to no avail. After the mental changes were fully finished, the three new Moxxies (formerly Blitzo, Loona, and the reader) would be confused on what they were doing, and Moxxie tells them that they were daydreaming while on their job, so they went back to work with their twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from all of the characters in this story (including quotes from Blitzo, Loona, Moxxie, and the reader) so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, only for the reader, it is a POV 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).
You sit in your room, relaxing after a long day, unaware that you are on the brink of an extraordinary and terrifying transformation. Your favorite series, "Helluva Boss," plays on your laptop, its chaotic narrative helping you unwind. You laugh at another one of Moxxie's blunders, finding his awkwardness endearing. But, without warning, your room begins to blur, morphing into the familiar animated streets of Hell itself. A sudden yelp catches your attention, and you turn to see Blitzo and Loona restrained, struggling to free themselves. Your heart races in panic, and your gut churns. "What the hell is happening?!" you scream, but there is no one to answer you. Behind you stands Moxxie, holding an eerie device—a haphazard concoction of wires and dials. "You've mocked me, made me the butt of your jokes for too long," Moxxie says, his voice teetering on the edge of rage and desperation. "Now it's time you learned a lesson—and get what I always wanted—brothers who understand me." Blitzo thrashes against his restraints, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and fury. "M-Moxxie! You can't be serious! Let us go!" Loona's voice carries her usual venom, but even she can't hide her panic. "Moxxie, think about what you're doing! This is insane!" You're paralyzed by fear, unable to comprehend how your fictional heroes are now undeniably real and very, very angry. Moxxie steps closer, the machine humming ominously. "This ends now. Say goodbye to your old selves." A blinding light bursts from the contraption, searing your senses. Your body begins to shrink rapidly, the familiar contours of your human frame warping into those of an imp, just like Moxxie. Your clothes meld into a navy-black coat, and a pressing sense of change washes over your mind, attempting to smother the remnants of your old self. "No! This can't be happening!" you think, struggling to retain your identity. Memories, your memories, flutter away like fragments of a dream. You feel shorter now, much shorter, as your height regresses to that of an imp—barely 3.9 feet tall. You can almost feel your human skin turn into the red, smooth surface typical of imps. Blitzo's cries of resistance grow weaker as his form shrinks, taking on Moxxie's features. "I… I don't want to be… Moxxie…” Loona was being forced to adopt Moxxie's personality, resisting ferociously. "I'm not… Moxxie… I'm not…” Your skin burns as the memories plow through your mind—cooking dinner for Millie, being weapon specialist for I.M.P. Each new memory devours the old—your family, your friends, your hobbies—replaced by Moxxie's life, Moxxie's skills, Moxxie's personality. You find yourself thinking, “My name is Moxxie. I am a male imp. I work for I.M.P. I love Millie.” Any attempt to cling to your former reality fades as your previous self melts into an indistinct haze of daydreams. The transformation complete, you catch your breath, your surroundings coming into sharp focus. Next to you are your twin brothers, who look exactly like you: impish, navy-black coats, red skin—the works. Oddly, they look confused as well. Moxxie approaches, examining the three of you. "You look like you were daydreaming on the job," he says with a smirk. "Let's get back to work." You blink, shaking off the cobwebs of a strange daydream. "Yeah," you reply, your voice chiming the affirmation of your identity as Moxxie. "Sorry about that." Blitzo and Loona—or rather, your brothers—nod in agreement. “Yeah, we need to focus.” Blitzo, now no longer Blitzo, adjusts his coat. “We can’t afford to let daydreams distract us,” Loona—no, your brother—mutters, already reaching for a weapon. As you march along with your newfound siblings, you can't recall anything but being Moxxie. The reader, Blitzo, Loona—all their identities erased, all their memories melded into the singular, cohesive existence of Moxxie. You smile, relieved to have good brothers to share your life with, even as the echoes of your daydream fade completely. A part of you might have wondered if something was out of place, but it’s all forgotten now. You’ve always been Moxxie, and that’s all that matters.
"Hey, Mox! I think Loona got even lazier today than yesterday!" Blitzo's booming voice echoed in the corridors of the Instant Murder Professionals HQ. As the human that'd somehow ended up in the world of Helluva Boss, you cringed at the echoed laughter, not quite finding humor in the constant making fun of Moxxie. He seemed like the most normal one in this place. "Actually," Moxxie interjected, a spark of mischief playing in his eyes. That's when everything went haywire. In the blink of an eye, you were sucked out of the realm of reality, next to the familiar red-skinned Blitzo and cynical Loona, strapped into a weird mechanical contraption. The next thing you knew, you felt a strange sensation washing over you. An uncomfortable shiver ran down your spine as your body began transforming almost as if it were being sculpted. Blitzo was panicking beside you, and you could hear Loona growling, but their voices seemed distant as a strange black and white stripe pattern erupted on your forehead. Your body felt lighter and you could see Blitzo’s towering figure getting taller and taller until you realized that it was you getting shorter. The transformation was fast and violent. Before you understood what was happening, your clothes shifted into a black turtleneck, a white shirt, and a large red bow tie in place of whatever normal human clothes you had been wearing before. There was this intense moment of gender switch. Though you were already male/ or had just become male, it felt strange. You blinked open your eyes, now with new yellow sclera, staring at your reflection in the spinning metal of the contraption’s arm. You were Moxxie now, a clone of him. Your body, your look, everything was his. The more unsettling part occurred when your memories started shifting. It felt as if something or someone was erasing your old life, your favorite book, your first crush in high school, your late-night movies, everything was replaced by the life of Moxxie. You screamed for help, but your voice was muffled under the chaotic noise of the transformation. "I didn't want this! I was happy being me!" you cried out desperately, but your pleas fell onto deaf ears. Mortal fear clenched your heart as every memory started to fade, replaced by the memories of a life you've never lived. When the last screw of the machine stopped moving, you, Blitzo, and Loona were standing next to each other, looking at your reflections, now fully transformed. The world of Helluva Boss, once a foreign land, became your own. Your voice became Moxxie’s voice, your personality changed into Moxxie’s. And you believed it. You believed that you'd always been Moxxie. The three of you looked at each other, seeing the same reflection of scarlet skin, white hair, black eyes, and striped horns. Your past life was completely erased, replaced with Moxxie's memories, and you only remembered ever being an imp, working in I.M.P. Voices called out to you, "Moxxie," and you instantly responded to it. "You three were daydreaming," Moxxie chuckled, patting the three of you on the back, seemingly amused at the sight of his new brothers. "Come on. Let’s get back to work." Now, as one of the Moxxies, you just rolled your eyes and walked away, not feeling out of place, not remembering your past, and not remembering ever being anyone other than Moxxie.
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