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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 7 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell 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.
In the vivid realism of your tiny room, you, a seven-year-old boy, sat cross-legged on the bed, your eyes glued to the images flaring from the television screen – an animated series, Hazbin Hotel, that somehow encapsulates your entire world. Little did you perceive the surreal shift that was about to seize you. Unexpectedly, a searing sensation erupted within your small frame – an ungodly exhilaration that propelled you off the mattress. Your body convulsed as a new and ancient vitality coiled within you. “What... is...” you sputtered, your small voice shook with fear and confusion. As the sudden vigor continued to course within you, you noticed your clothes disintegrating, turning into white high collar suit, punctuated by a black bowtie. Knee-high heeled boots and a pair of black gloves completed the ensemble, with an undershirt of red with white stripes peeking from beneath. It was a costume that belonged in the lair of Lucifer Morningstar, not on a seven years old kid. “I...I need... mommy... daddy...” you whimpered, your attempts to call for your parents going unanswered as your surroundings began to mutate. The walls of your room warbled like a hallucinatory mirage, giving way to a hellish landscape that was unmistakably the world of Hazbin Hotel. The chaste world you knew was being consumed, replaced by a twisted, yet sentient domain. A sense of horror rose but was instantly snuffed out by an unknown confidence throbbing from within you. “No! No! I am...!” your protest was cut off prematurely as if suppressed by an invincible force. Suddenly, you perceived your height stretching, your flesh bleaching pure white, blonde hair replacing the dark mop on your head. Thick black eyebrows, black lips, and a mouth full of sharp teeth reforged your face, but the most striking change was your eyes - yellow with red slit pupils - the eyes of the king of hell. “N-no! Stay back! I...I won’t let you...!” You attempted to fight off the hostile takeover, but it was all in vain. In the strange mirror of your new reality, a wide-brimmed white top hat adorned your head, embellished by a golden snake and red apple. The mirror reflected an image, not of a child, but Lucifer Morningstar, a jaunty dandy with arrogated regality. His daughter's memories pilled in. As a demonic patriarch, slighter than Charlie or Lilith, yet intimidating to other demons, you found it hard to fight back the rising guffaw, interspersed with quirky puns and trite appeals to folk music. A wave of mental intrusion swirled within your psyche, dissolving your childhood memories, replacing them with centuries of hellish dominion. Suddenly, a memory of passion and love pierced through – a memory of Lilith – your wife. The emotion seemed so profound that the balance teetered, replacing your struggle with a resonating acceptance. As the boy you once were curled inside his dying shell, the mirrored reflection smirked, tapping its apple-topped black cane against the fiery reality of Hazbin Hotel. Despite your futile struggle, the alien thoughts, memories, love, they enveloped you, becoming you. “Looks like changes are afoot, wouldn't you say so, dear?” The voice filled the room - no longer yours but Lucifer’s. The final vestiges of the scared little boy you once were were finally wiped clean, leaving in his stead King Lucifer Morningstar in all his wicked glory. The transformation was complete.
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