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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 9 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell from the adults animated web series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to thousands of years old adult and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he was adult-sized), 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 mind being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and all 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 kid, and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. 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.
You carefully picked up your favorite comic book from the shelf, Hazbin Hotel. Beads of perspiration rolled down the back of your neck as you opened the book—almost like an indication of something about to happen. Suddenly, the pages started to glow, blinding you, and a force beyond your comprehension sucked you into the glowing vortex. Your nine-year-old mind was filled with confusion as indescribable sensations engulfed you. Your body began to stretch upwards, the world around you blurred into an indistinguishable mesh of colors. Your child clothing, your favorite graphics tee shirt, and the rugged denim shorts, slowly faded to a white high collar suit, knee-high heeled boots, black gloves, and a striped red undershirt. "No! Give my clothes back!" you protested. But your protests were met with the continuation of your transformation. The grainy concrete of your current world began morphing into an uncanny realm. Buildings sprouted up around like mushrooms, screeds of demons flooded the streets, the air was filled with a musky, villainous tension—the world of Hazbin Hotel was materializing in front of your very eyes. Your child-like stature escalated to match with the one of an adult. It was as if someone was pulling you upwards by your hair―a strange tingling sensation ran up your spine, stretching you taller. Your face contorted, pulling towards non-human features—thick eyebrows, black lips, and a mouth bristling with sharp teeth. "But I don’t want to turn into Lucifer!" you pleaded, calling out for your parents for help. However, you found your voice engulfed by the cacophony of the bustling Hell. Your mind raced, grasping for memories of your childhood; of your parents; of your short life as a nine-year-old human kid. But it was as if a fog was descending upon your mind. The memories got pixilated, jumbling together and then... puff! They were replaced by others, diving into the ancient past of being Lucifer. You tried to resist, but the memories overwhelmed you, permanently imprinting themselves on your mind. Succumbing to the transformation, you reached out for your new accessory, your apple-topped cane, the same one that Lucifer Morningstar used. Suddenly, an uncanny wit, a sense of regality and menace, and deep-rooted charm overpowered your natural fears. "My dear, you look dandy as always!" said a sultry voice. You turned around to find Lilith, your wife. Her emerald eyes were filled with love as she continued, "Lucifer, darling, you’re looking more regal than ever!" You simply scoffed, adjusted your wide-brimmed top hat. Something about this transformation felt instinctual, familiar. The human kid inside you cried out once more but the voice was distant, dwindling until you could hear it no more. In its place, the whispering echoes of a king began to resonate. Your transformation had reached its zenith. You were no longer a boy—a mortal reader. You were Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell, a charismatic showman, cheeky yet menacing, forever living your new life in the world of Hazbin Hotel.
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