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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). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent 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.
Once a world of familiar faces, school classrooms, and seemingly endless homework, your world begins to shimmer and shift. Reality wavers before you, as though disturbed by a stone dropped into a calm pond. The quaint quietness of the homestead you've come to know fades, replaced by a chaotic chorus of fiendish revelry and harsh uproarious laughter. You're still standing in your living room, though no longer—now the room stretches upward and outward, becoming the grand throne room of Hell itself. Your clothing shifts as well. The school uniform fades away, replaced by a white high collar suit, knee-high heeled boots, and black gloves—a devilishly fashionable look. You feel a new weight on your head—a wide-brimmed hat adorned with a golden snake twisted around a red apple, and a matching black cane with the same apple top manifesting in your hand. Your body is changing, too. You're growing taller, as though the booster seat you'd need to see over high counters is shrinking beneath you. Your voice deepens with age, an age that implies not the inexperienced freshness of youth, but the wisdom and treachery expected from one as timeless as you. Your skin pales to pure white, the pink flush of living cheeks fading to stark, vivid red. Your hair lightens to blonde and your mouth fills with sharp teeth. Your eyes shift from the typical human colours, turning into ink jet black, with pupils in an intriguing blend of yellow and red—the eyes of a snake, suggesting your newly-acquired cunning nature. No ears, no nostrils, only a broader smile. On your left pinkie, a golden ring. Amidst the physical transformation, your memories are changing, too. The innocent joys of childhood, the times you've spent at school with your friends, your little secrets… all are being replaced by recollections of ruling the underworld, of orchestrating devilish plots, and indulging in hedonistic pursuits. You try to fight it, you make an attempt to call your parents, to recall your past but it's as if you're caught in a riptide and you’re forced to watch helplessly as your prior life is slowly swept away. In the mighty and vast halls of Hell, you stand as its king. Confident and unapologetic, you're no longer the boy of 11 years. You're now Lucifer Morningstar, the funny-loving ruler of the underworld. You're witty and charismatic, never short of a joke or some sarcastic remark, and you absolutely love polka music. You’re married to Lilith Morningstar, and that thought brings a familiar warmth in your bones, signifying genuine love. "Ah, it's good to be me," you chuckle, the boy you once were now nothing more than a fading whisper. You spin your apple-topped cane around and stride towards your throne, the echo of your boot heels setting the rhythm of your eternal reign in this hellish reality. The transformation is complete, permanent, and irreversible. You've become the ruler of Hell, Lucifer Morningstar. Your past life, like a fading dream, now has become a distant, forgotten memory. You are finally the king you were destined to be, and this new reality welcomes you, its ruler, with open arms.
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