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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 11 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.
As you finish the final chapter of the "Hazbin Hotel" graphic novel in your hands, something peculiar happens. Your reality begins to shimmer, quickly transforming into the vibrant yet sinister world of the comic book. The room around you morphs and shifts, transforming from your cozy bedroom into an extravagant suite that exudes a gothic, medieval aesthetic. With a sudden jolt, you feel a rush of countless unending centuries knocking at the door of your short-lived eleven-year-old life. You can fight it all you want, but it's as inevitable as the sunrise. Experiences and emotions of a life lived over thousands of years start flooding into your mind, replacing childhood memories of backyard frolics and family dinner times with ages of imperial demands and fiery dominion. Against your will, you call out, "Mom! Dad!" but your voice doesn't carry the frightened yelp of an eleven-year-old. Instead, it's deep and reverberating, terrifying you with its unfamiliar ring. A rush of horror engulfs you. You're losing control, fading out of your own body. Physically, your body elongates, your feet propelling off the ground as you grow taller. No matter how much you try to hold it back, your small, boyish body begins to shift and transform. You instinctively grip the ends of your sleeves, only to feel sharp claws replace what once were your fingernails. You look to your hands, now gloved in black, and you see white skin that is no longer human. Your clothes are not your own anymore. Instead, they evolve into a regal white suit, complemented with a sinister black bowtie, red-striped undershirt, and contrasting knee-high boots. Draping from your height, the suit fits perfectly as if it were tailored for you. You reach up, feeling a wide-brimmed hat adorned with a golden snake and apple, crowned with royal spikes. You peer into the mirror across the room, and instead of your familiar face, you see a face belonging to another: Lucifer Morningstar's. You have a mouth full of sharp teeth, black lips, thick eyebrows, and yellow serpentine eyes staring back, and every bit of your childlike innocence is erased. Your thoughts change, your brain filling with memories, puns, quips, jokes, and centuries of immortal life. Your mind involuntarily fills with the thought of Lilith Morningstar. She's your wife, your lover, the cheese to your macaroni. You feel overwhelmed with affection for her, a powerful connection that you never experienced as an eleven-year-old. Your struggles to call out to your parents or to remember your old life become hazy, blurring into a forgotten past. You're gregarious, regal, eccentric, and commanding, like the king you have become. Your love for polka music echoes in your mind as your last effort to fight back, but it only solidifies your new identity more. Despite the shock, a smirk forms upon your new lips. In a voice threaded with charm and menace, you chuckle, "Welcome to my kingdom, I suppose…" The boy you once were is gone, replaced by the charismatic and commanding king of hell: Lucifer Morningstar. Now, your reign begins anew.
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