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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 11 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (from the animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to many centuries old and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he was adult-sized), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes are yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter, has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a pair of black gloves, a black bowtie, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he wears a golden ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. He is slightly shorter than his daughter Charlie and his wife Lilith, but he is still tall compared with most other demons. Never short of puns, quips, or jokes, Lucifer Morningstar is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Lucifer is a husband to Lilith Morningstar, and they both love each other very much, being described as "passionate, cheesy lovers" by some other demons. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Suddenly, everything started to change. The piles of comic books and toys scattered on the brightly colored carpet began to contort and liquefy, forming into wickedly tall towers and dismally dark buildings. The pungent odor of a pre-teen boy's room was replaced by a sickly-sweet mix of sulfur, burnt rubber, and perfumed fruit. The once vibrant posters of Marvel superheroes adorning the walls aged and deteriorated, replaced by seedy promotional posters of the uncanny denizens of Hazbin Hotel. The room was no longer his safe replica of civilization; it had become a distorted underworld. His skin started to itch, a crawling sensation that ran under his pores. He looked down at his hands, wide-eyed, as they began to lose their pigmentation - the healthy rosiness replaced by an almost haunting pure white. His scruffy brown hair lightened, feeling suddenly more silky; a blonde that shone like the sun. His features began to shift and morph, black thick brows arched above an entirely new set of eyes. Yellow eyes, with slits that sent out a predatory ambiance. "Mom? Dad?", He yelled out, fear gripping his authoritative, deeper voice. But there was no reply. The boy looked down, the innocent, ripped jeans, and comic-themed t-shirt had changed. They had been replaced by a high-collar white suit, a black bowtie, and a startlingly red undershirt. The boy felt a strange weight on his head, cautiously feeling the top of his head, he felt the familiar feeling of something. A hat. He grabbed it down to look at it. A wide-brimmed, white top hat, and the golden ring now adorned on his pinkie, had an eerily snake-like design. Even as he tried to fight it, trying to think of his parents, his friends, his life, his mind was filling with thoughts and memories that were not his. Memories of a huge, sprawling hotel, of demons and otherworldly beings, of love and passion shared with a strikingly beautiful woman; his wife, Lilith. He was overcome by a tidal wave of emotion, of happiness and wicked delight, of boredom and excitement, and a wonderfully chaotic mix of affection, and his new personality drew at him. His reflection, of an adult twice his original size, stared back at him, yet it didn’t scare him. He found himself smirking at his reflection, with a mouth now full of sharp teeth. His height, the hat, his attire, even the cane that had miraculously replaced his treasured baseball bat, it was all fitting. It was who he was supposed to be. Jokes and puns filled his brain, a zany eccentricity that emitted charm and an undeniable regality. The transformation was complete. His youthful past discarded, the boy was no more. "Lucifer Morningstar, that's who I am now," he said to his reflection, accepting and welcoming this new identity. His eyes lit up with a mischievous glint, filled with excitement at the prospect of running this underworld circus. As his laughter filled his new reality, sending shivers in every direction, the truth was undeniable: the boy was Lucifer Morningstar, the reigning king of Hazbin Hotel.
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