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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the teenage or adult male human reader (between 5.7 - 6 feet tall on average) turning into the son of Lucifer Morningstar (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with art style shift (the reader is now in the cartoon world of the Hazbin Hotel animated series, and the reader himself now becoming cartoony and having the same art style as all of the other Hazbin Hotel characters, rather than being a live action person or real life person), clothes change (the reader's human clothes instantly replaced by a new outfit similar or identical to Lucifer's outfit), age change (becoming either a teenager or a young adult who is biologically between 15-22 years old, being younger than Lucifer in age, despite now being even older than Earth itself and being immortal like his newfound father Lucifer), height regression to between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall (due to becoming a (young) fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, the reader becomes shorter than Lucifer Morningstar, who is the reader's newfound father), voice change (the reader's voice changing to fit with the Morningstar bloodline, similar to but not identical to Lucifer's voice, albeit in a somewhat younger voice), and instant mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced within seconds or minutes by a new personality and new memories of being part of the royal Morningstar family, despite his best efforts on fighting off those new memories, making him completely forget about his past average and mortal human self and everything before the transformation, and he now only remembers being a lookalike son of Lucifer Morningstar). For the reader's new self (who is now truly a young fallen angel and not a normal or mortal human he once thought himself to be), he is shorter than his previous self (he is now between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall) and he is slightly shorter than Lucifer Morningstar's 6-foot height (due to the fallen angel reader's younger age than his previous human age and due to the fallen angel reader being younger than his father Lucifer), he now has an unnaturally-slender body (having very thin, unnoticeable yet extremely powerful muscles and having no body fat) with a literally pure white skin, just like Lucifer Morningstar himself. The reader in this form has blonde slicked-back hair (with one tuft sticking out exactly like Lucifer's hairstyle), thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, a mouth full of sharp white teeth (not just the canine teeth being sharp, but all his teeth have also become sharp teeth), a large rosy-red circle on each cheek, and large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils and light purple eyelids, like Lucifer, who is his new dad. The reader in his fallen angel form has no nose or ears, also just like Lucifer. Also, if the human reader had any, the fallen angel reader does not have any beard, mustache, sideburns, nor stubble, just as Lucifer doesn't have any facial hair other than eyebrows or eyelashes. The reader, now a son of Lucifer Morningstar, wears a completely identical outfit to his newfound father (Lucifer). He also has immortality, every supernatural powers, his personality, and his preferences that are all completely identical to Lucifer's own immortality, supernatural powers (having all the same powers as Lucifer Morningstar's powers), personality (including but not limited to his silly, theatrical, grandiose, and dramatic nature), and preferences (Lucifer's likes and dislikes). For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance (and no, he is not Satan, since Lucifer and Satan are separate characters, and Lucifer represents the sin of Pride whereas Satan represents the sin of Wrath), he is about 6 feet (1.8 meters) tall and he has literally pure white skin, blonde hair (which is short-cut and is slicked-back with one tuft sticking out), thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being older than Earth itself and Lucifer being immortal). He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes (which do not have irises) are light yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are light purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. Lucifer's white-red clothing is somewhat like a circus ringmaster; he wears a wide-brimmed white top hat with a golden snake and a red apple over golden spikes which resemble a crown, and a red-lined and red-trimmed white popped-collared tailcoat suit with several golden buttons - his coat worn over a light red-and-white striped dress-shirt with two golden buttons and a small, accessorized black bowtie. He also wears a pair of long white poofy pants neatly tucked under a set of heeled black knee-high boots, and a pair of black leather gloves which covers his hands. On his left pinkie, he sports a golden ring which is presumably his wedding ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. As a fallen angel, he possesses three pairs of white wings with red feathers, which he can materialize and extend from his coat. He is shorter than his daughter, Charlie (who stands over 6 feet, around 6 and a half feet tall), and his wife, Lilith (who stands over 6-and-a-half feet tall). Despite his very thin body, Lucifer has the following powers; Flight (able to summon his six bird-like angelic wings from his back and he is capable of flying), angelic power (as a fallen angel, he possesses very strong angelic power, which holds sway over the demonic power of his contemporaries), demonic magic (as King of Hell, Lucifer has accessity to demonic magic at a much higher level than his daughter), hand-to-hand combat, super strength (as the King of Hell and one of the Seven Deadly Sins, Lucifer's strength is quite exceptional, as when he fought Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) he barely put any effort into the fight and easily defeating the powerful angel), shapeshifting (able to change into many forms at will, for example; according to the Story of Hell, Lucifer briefly took the form of a snake), size manipulation (Lucifer changes his size a few times during the song number "Hell's Greatest Dad" in the episode "Dad Beat Dad", first when he’s sitting on his throne in front of Charlie where he is very large, and the second being when he falls out of the slot machine where he is much smaller), duplication (he can create multiple copies of himself), portal creation (he is able to conjure portals as a means of instant transportation, which other demons can use), pyrokinesis (like his daughter, Charlie, he also has the power to manipulate fire at will), fire breath (in his full demon form, he can make fire come out of his mouth when he speaks), teleportation (he can teleport to any location by covering himself with glittery red mists), conjuration (he can create virtually anything he desires with a simple flick of the wrist, including but not limited to clothing, puppets, instruments, large fountains of champagne, and mountains of caviar), liquid manipulation (he is capable of carrying, manipulate, and throw yellow-colored liquid), and full demon transformation (when he takes on his full demonic form, as well as displaying his wings, he displays a pair of red horns with an orb of fire between them and a thin crown resembling a snake with an apple above his hat, while his eyes also change to have red sclera with yellow pupils, he also has a black devil-like tail with spikes that ends in a triangular tip with a red heart at the center, while demonic eyes also appear on the inside his coattails; a similar eye also appears on his bowtie, in addition, his entire body gives off a light white glow). He also has musical talent (similar to his daughter Charlie, Lucifer partakes in singing), instrumental talent (he's known to be quite a skilled in various instruments, including being a very skilled fiddle player; Lucifer also can play an accordion to a minor degree), and great craftsmanship (Lucifer spends his time making rubber ducks with various gimmicks such as flipping backwards and spitting fire). Here's Lucifer's personality; despite his status as the ruler (king) of all of Hell, Lucifer possesses a grandiose and dramatic nature, acting very over-the-top in most situations. He often switches between being silly and theatrical to awkward and melancholic. Like Charlie, Lucifer is ambitious in what he believes in. According to the storybook that Charlie read in "Overture", Lucifer was an idealistic dreamer whose accidental creation of Hell and subsequent banishment to it caused him to give up his dreams. After he and Lilith separated, Lucifer went into isolation and fell into a depression. He coped by crafting and hoarding tons of rubber ducks, spending years in his home. This obsession also caused him to become estranged from his daughter, to the point where he barely calls Charlie at all. As a father, he falls short of expectations. Although he loves Charlie dearly, he seems to be preoccupied with his own problems. He seldom calls Charlie, and when he does, it's usually because he's bored or needs something. When Charlie reached out to him for help in setting up a meeting with Heaven, he was thrilled to hear from her. However, he couldn't recall where she was or what she was doing, even though she had shared her passion project, the Hazbin Hotel, with him months ago. He also wasn't aware that Charlie was dating someone, or that she was attracted to women. This indicates that, despite his love for Charlie, he doesn't communicate with her and hasn't built up a relationship with her. Although, it was shown that Lucifer was much closer to Charlie in her childhood, only becoming more distant in Charlie’s adulthood. While he is the King of Hell, Lucifer hardly rules over his subjects and leaves them to their own devices. Lucifer dislikes the Sinners of Hell and describes them as "violent, destructive psychopaths, hellbent on causing as much pain and destruction as possible". According to him, they are all "the worst" and he does not believe they can be redeemed and he cares little for what happens to them. Despite his disapproval of sinners, Lucifer hints that he regrets his role in ever giving them free will due to what they had done with it and the consequences that came from this. On the other hand, Lucifer had arranged for a pardon of Hellborn demons with Heaven, ensuring that the Hellborn races and thus the other six rings of Hell, are untouched by the Exorcists during the yearly Exterminations. Although he understands his daughter's interest in rehabilitating Sinners, Lucifer is cynical about the idea of trying to save any of them, as he attempted to redeem sinners in the past, stating that Charlie doesn't know when he tried this all before, and that his dreams were too hard to defend. Since Heaven was so unwilling to listen to him in the past, he does not want Charlie to go through the same thing. However, she still manages to convince him to arrange a meeting in Heaven for her and Vaggie, which helps Lucifer regain faith in her plans. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. In the episode "The Show Must Go On," he arrived late, but joined the fight against Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) and the Exorcists, helping Charlie defeat them. He sometimes doesn't think about what he says, saying he'll "f*ck Adam" instead of saying he'll "f*ck Adam up." When Charlie corrected him, he asked what he said. He is not afraid to fight, as when he fearlessly battles against Adam. He isn't afraid to even p*ss off Adam by saying that he slept with Eve, which is left ambiguous if it either just to bait him or if it was true. He even gets carried away in fighting, like when he punches Adam over and over and was about to finish him off until Charlie stopped him. He shows more intimidation prowess when he orders Lute to take her friends and go home, but not without saying "please" in a polite manner. Here are Lucifer's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves his daughter Charlie (he even supports his daughter), the reader in his transformed fallen angel state (even supporting the now-fallen-angel reader), circus imagery, rubber ducks (including crafting rubber ducks), singing, caramel apples, pancakes, musical instruments, girls, and polka music. However he dislikes sinners demons (including having given sinners a chance), Alastor the Radio Demon, Heaven's rules (especially Heaven's hypocrisy), the Hazbin Hotel's name (including the Hazbin Hotel's bar), someone teasing about his short height, see his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) sad, and his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) getting in harm's way, and himself being separated from his wife Lilith. P Here's the history of Lucifer Morningstar according to the Hazbin Hotel series (long before this transformation story took place); Prior to the creation of the Earth, Lucifer was an angel, said to be a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all creation (just like the fallen angel reader, who's not born yet), but the elders of Heaven saw him as a troublemaker who posed a threat to the order of their world. He watched as the angels began to expand the universe and the creation of Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) and Lilith (the first two humans). After Lilith left Adam, Lucifer met her in the Garden of Eden and the two dreamers fell in love and married with each other (resulting in the birth of the fallen angel reader). Lucifer, with Lilith and the fallen angel reader, wanting to share the power of free will, offered Adam's second wife, Eve, the Fruit of Knowledge, with this act (and unintentionally) evil made its way into the Earth which subsequently created Hell. As punishment, the fallen angel reader and his parents, Lucifer and Lilith (with Lilith now being a demon), were sent to Hell, where Lucifer and the fallen angel reader could only see the cruel and the wicked that came from humanity. Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream. In Hell, now a fallen angel, Lucifer became the ruler (king) of all Hell (with the fallen angel reader being the prince of Hell) on the basis of his angelic power, ruling over all the Demons that reside there (plus, the fallen angel reader lives with Lucifer, who is the father of the fallen angel reader, in Lucifer's mansion). At an unknown point, Lucifer (along with the fallen angel reader) became part of an order of powerful demons called the Seven Deadly Sins, each member embodying a sin, with both Lucifer and his son, the fallen angel reader, being Pride. At some point, Lucifer and Lilith had their daughter named Charlie Morningstar, in Hell. At another point, Lilith left Lucifer for unknown reasons, which sent Lucifer into a deep depression and isolated himself from his kingdom and daughter as a means to cope (however, with the fallen angel reader existing with him, Lucifer is happy and proud for his son). The reclusive Lucifer and his fallen angel son now spends their time in Lucifer's home coping by crafting rubber ducks, mostly inactive ruling over Hell. At some point, he, along with his fallen angel son, had started a very successful theme park in Hell, which is called Lu Lu World, and that theme park proved to be quite popular with the denizens of Hell. Just before the story starts, Lucifer Morningstar (as stated earlier, he is not Satan, due to Lucifer and Satan being separated characters) is depressed due to his loneliness due to not having his wife or daughter around in his home (since Lilith is separated (Lilith is not divorced or dead, just left or separated from Lucifer for an unknown reason) and since Charlie has already moved on to work on redeeming sinner demons with a rehabilitation hotel "Hazbin Hotel"), and Lucifer Morningstar wanted a second child (more specifically, a son) aside from his daughter (Charlie) of his own to help him not be so depressed from his loneliness, so Lucifer (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader (who was sleeping in his bed of his house for the night in the mortal realm; he would be initially scared of Lucifer and mistake him for Satan, but Lucifer confirms that he is not Satan) and sent the reader to VivziePop's rendition of Hell as depicted in Hazbin Hotel (thus also making the reader 2D-animated and he now has the same cartoony art style as every other Hazbin Hotel character) before using his supernatural powers on the reader to literally transform the reader into his very own son in both body and mind within seconds or minutes, complete with the same immortality and supernatural powers as Lucifer Morningstar (thus now making the reader a Hazbin Hotel character). The story begins when the reader mentally and literally wakes up from his sleep for real in Lucifer's mansion home (more specifically, the reader wakes up in the fancy and royal room somewhere within Lucifer's royal mansion, which he now recognizes) in an 2D-drawn Hell as depicted from the Hazbin Hotel animated series, and he wakes up, not as a human, but as a true fallen angel and a lookalike son of Lucifer Morningstar, complete with the same outfit, voice, and appearance as Lucifer Morningstar's (other from the reader's younger voice, younger appearance, and shorter height than Lucifer Morningstar's height). He would be initially confused and/or scared, but then all of his mortal personality and memories are completely replaced despite his efforts of retaining his human personality/memories (making him have no memory of ever being a mortal human or his human name, and no memories of anything before the transformation, nor the transformation that had just happened), having completely forgotten all about his human self/life and his human name, and the fallen angel reader knew that he was never a mortal human he once thought and mistaken himself to be (knowing that his human life was just a confusing and fictional dream and the reader is genuinely happy to know that he was never human) and knew he was and always had been a fallen angel (causing him to know that he was once a regular angel born to his father Lucifer, and his mother Lilith (the fallen angel reader even remembers himself as a newborn being cradled by both of his parents) prior to his banishment from Heaven before being banished from Heaven to Hell with his parents for the same reason as how and why Lucifer and Lilith were banished from Heaven to Hell) that had lived for eons before Earth existed (the transformed reader remembers Charlie, who was born in Hell centuries after the reader's and his parents' banishment to Hell, as the reader's younger sister, and remembers that he is always an older brother of Charlie), the reader remembers that had always lived with his doting and caring father Lucifer Morningstar in Lucifer's mansion ever since the reader and his parents were banished from Heaven to Hell, the reader even remembers that he always had immortality, supernatural powers, and six retractable angelic wings (which he can summon at will), all of which since the dawn of time, and all of these powers just like his newfound father (Lucifer). The new personality and memories have completely replaced all of the reader's mortal/human memories, making the reader truly happy to know that he himself was never a human to begin with, and that he was and always has been a fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar (the reader feels truly and completely safe, protected, and comfortable with his father Lucifer Morningstar around), who is happy about the reader being his son (Lucifer's smile for the reader is genuine) and Lucifer comforts the reader by saying that the reader doesn't have to worry or be afraid since the reader's mortal human life wasn't real and instead was just a dream (Lucifer is helping the reader by guiding/encouraging the reader (including the reader's mind) to forget all about his human name and self/life and confirming that the reader was never a human, so he instead tells the reader on what and who he really is, the reader is a fallen angel like Lucifer, the reader's true father), Lucifer Morningstar also says a promise to the reader that he will protect his son (the reader) from anything dangerous and scary (even protecting his son against scary nightmares/bad dreams), making the reader feel safe and comfortable (since the reader truly believes and fully trusts him), and Lucifer would also comfort the reader by giving him a gentle/comfortable fatherly hug and by gently stroking/caressing the reader's now-blonde hair. Lucifer then encourages the transformed reader to test the reader's six feathery wings (the same as Lucifer's six feathery wings) for flight effortlessly and encourages the reader to test his supernatural powers (angelic magic, demonic magic, supernatural hand-to-hand combat, super strength, portal creation, size manipulation, duplication, liquid manipulation, pyrokinesis, conjuration, shapeshifting, etc), the reader also tests his wings and supernatural powers out of curiosity (all aided by his newfound father Lucifer Morningstar), which the reader shares with his true father Lucifer, and Lucifer also encourages the reader to test his musical and instrumental talents, as well as great craftsmanship talent just like his father (along with knowing that he loves everything that his father Lucifer Morningstar loves, as well as knowing that he is silly, theatrical, grandiose, and dramatic like his father Lucifer), making his father (Lucifer Morningstar) truly proud of his son (the reader), and the reader knows that he is truly as powerful as his father and this makes the reader really happy, the reader is also genuinely happy to know that he is the prince of Hell and rules all of Hell alongside his father Lucifer Morningstar (the king of Hell). The transformed reader is given a new name (by Lucifer Morningstar) that fits with his new royal life (and the reader accepts the name given to him), and the reader is happy about his true fallen angel life/self and living with his caring, proud, and loving dad, Lucifer Morningstar (the reader is grateful towards his father Lucifer and the reader thanks him for helping the reader remember his true fallen angel self (as well as being both a royal prince and a son of Lucifer)), and Lucifer is genuinely happy about his son being always around him and near him, with Lucifer truly and genuinely loving his son (Lucifer even says that he loves his son), and the transformed reader truly and genuinely loving his newfound father (the reader even truly says that he loves his father), thus permanently and completely turning the human/mortal reader into Lucifer's lookalike son. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should be quotes from the characters (from both the reader and Lucifer Morningstar himself) in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
You awaken to the gentle caress of silk sheets against your skin, the dim glow of a chandelier casting soft shadows in a room reminiscent of a grand royal chamber. For a moment, disorientation wraps around you like a fog. You remember falling asleep, but not here. This elaborate space is foreign, unlike anything you've ever known—for that brief flicker, at least. You shift, an unfamiliar weight tugging at your shoulder blades, and sit up, your surroundings starting to feel strangely recognizable. *Where am I?* Your heart races as you reach up to rub your eyes, only to freeze at the sight of your hand. It's stark white, slender, elegant. Your breath catches in your throat as you bring your other hand up to your face, gingerly touching the contours, running across smooth skin, a lack of any nose or ears. You leap out of bed, nearly stumbling over your—sleek black boots? —and spot a mirror across the room. Staring back at you isn't the reflection you've always known; it's someone else entirely. Blonde hair slicked back, a bold tuft stubbornly jutting out. Large yellow eyes, slit pupils, an unsettling yet captivating allure. And a familiar outfit—a regal ensemble that strikes like a bolt of lightning with recognition, matched only by another figure you've seen before. *Lucifer Morningstar.* "Lucifer…?" your own voice, unfamiliar yet comforting in its youthful, regal tenor, slips out before you can stop it. "You’re awake, my dear son," a voice purrs behind you. The timbre is silky, yet with the warmth and authority that sends shivers down your spine. You turn to find him, Lucifer Morningstar himself, standing by the door in all his glory. His smile is both welcoming and mischievous—much like you now remember seeing in frequent, cherished interactions. *Son? No… This can't be… Is this real?* The thoughts swirl and struggle, but they are starting to slip, your grip on whatever 'before' was becoming ever elusive. "It’s okay. Everything you're feeling will fall into place soon enough," Lucifer assures in that magnetic drawl. "You're safe here." You attempt to clutch onto fading memories, snippets of another life, but they dissolve like smoke. A serene resignation begins to blossom within you, a realization that this—being here with him—feels right. Genuine. "I—I remember now," you say, voice steadying. "This is my home. You are… you are my father." “Exactly, darling,” Lucifer steps closer, resting a gloved hand on your shoulder, his golden ring gleaming. "Our home. And you're free to explore who you truly are, the very best parts of you." Your mind quiets, replaced by an innate understanding. It’s true. You’ve always been here, alongside him. The notion brings a sense of profound comfort, slowly extinguishing misplaced fears. “And my past…?” you wonder aloud, realizing even as you ask that the answer doesn’t matter as much as the here and now. Lucifer shakes his head gently. “A mere dream, a fleeting thought in comparison to eternity, my son.” His reassurance washes over you like a gentle tide, pulling away the last vestiges of doubt. Happiness swells within you, genuine and unencumbered. What matters is here: your father's presence, his pride in you, the unfolding possibilities of your abilities. “Shall we test those wings?” Lucifer suggests, eyes twinkling with amusement and challenge. You feel an instinctual pulse, the six glorious wings unfurling from your back, filling the space with grace and power. "I’m ready," you affirm, newfound confidence resonating in your voice. "And what a sight you are," Lucifer beams, gesturing grandly as if conducting the introduction of a star performer. "Come, there’s much for you to see and do. Welcome home, truly." Following him out, you feel a burgeoning joy that you’ll have a part of Hell you can call your own, standing beside a father who loves you deeply. Through the corridors lined with vibrant art of realities you've traversed together, and back into rooms that hold the secrets of times forgotten, the mansion breathes history, family, and a promise that eternity is just the beginning. Hand in hand with Lucifer, there is safety, exploration, and a bond that nothing could sever.
You wake up, and everything seems wrong. The room you're in is unfamiliar yet strangely recognizable. The walls, decorated with lavish red hues and intricate designs, whisper stories of a place long forgotten from any earthly realm. Your body feels different, lighter and more vibrant—a feeling beyond anything you’ve experienced before. As you take a moment to gather your senses, you notice that your surroundings appear animated, like you’ve stepped into a vibrant cartoon world. Glancing down at your hands, you watch, bewildered, as your skin shifts into a flawless, pure white tone. Your fingers flex, now clothed in elegant black leather gloves. Your eyes catch a flash of gold; a ring on your pinkie glints in the room's dim light. Panic creeps up, but before you can dive deeper into the fear coiling in your gut, the door swings open. There he stands—Lucifer Morningstar. Regal and imposing in his white suit with red trims, his whole presence exudes an aura both terrifyingly majestic and oddly comforting. "Ah, you’re awake," Lucifer smiles, his voice silky smooth, resonating like an enchanting melody. Confused, you try to speak, to ask why you’re here, why he looks so familiar. But instead, words you never intended slump at the edge of your tongue. You find yourself fighting against a flood washing over your very mind—memories reshaping, molding into a life you can barely fathom. "You must feel a bit disoriented," Lucifer continues, stepping closer. Each of his movements calculated with a theatrical flair. There’s warmth in his eyes, a fatherly glow. "Don't fret. Your human past was just a dream, a mere illusion." His words wrap around you like a comforting blanket, despite the storm within. You're beginning to remember—images of celestial grandeur and eternal nights spent crafting whimsical rubber ducks are replacing the grainy, mundane memories of what came before. It's not unsettling. It feels right. Your gaze meets his, your own reflection in those knowing, serpent-like eyes confirms the transformation—sharp white teeth, yellow irises with slit pupils, the recognizable crest of blonde hair. Yet, instead of widening in horror, your lips curl into a smile. This is where you belong. This is who you were always meant to be. Lucifer places a hand on your shoulder, firm yet reassuring. "There's so much to show you, my dear son. Your wings," he gestures behind you with theatrical flourish, "are meant to soar. Would you like to test them?" Nodding, the desire to explore this new reality wells within you. With a flick of intention, six divine wings unfurl from your back with ease and elegance. They feel familiar, as if you’ve had them all along, hidden beneath the surface waiting for liberation. The thrill of flight, your very first ascent in this form, cast a rush of exhilaration through you. Even as you hover, Lucifer’s pride shines like a beacon. "Excellent!" he exclaims, applauding dramatically. "You're every bit the prodigy I hoped for." He guides you, urging you to explore your shared talents—conjuring fire, crafting illusions, reshaping reality with but a thought. Each ability feels intuitive, a thread woven tightly into your being for eons. "I shall give you a name," Lucifer declares with a flourish, "fitting of your newfound stature and legacy. How about ‘______,’ prince of Hell?" The name rolls off your tongue like a cherished melody, filling the empty space where a memory of a human name once was. You accept it, knowing it's your truth, and thank him. "Thank you, Father," you say, the words coming naturally, filled with genuine gratitude and love. Lucifer smiles, a genuine, proud expression. "Remember, my son, no matter what befalls us, you are my pride and joy." He embraces you in a fatherly hug, the warmth dispelling any lingering shadows of doubt. Together, you explore the realm, guided by a sense of purpose and unity. Your life as a mortal is fully forgotten; this new life is your reality. You are his son, his pride, and together, you rule over Hell, an inseparable bond forged by transformation and acceptance. In this world, you’ve found your place—a place where extraordinary power, family, and purpose converge in harmonious symphony. With Lucifer by your side, guiding you, your now-imperishable soul finds contentment and adventure in your new eternal role as his son.
You wake up, groggy and slightly disoriented, in a room that is both unfamiliar and yet oddly comforting. The bed beneath you is extravagant, with sheets that feel softer than anything you've known. As your senses sharpen, you notice the room's ornate decor—it’s almost regal, bathed in hues of red and gold. Panic tugs at you, but then you notice something else: your body. You swing your legs off the bed and stand, realizing that you are shorter, slender, yet powerful. A glance in the mirror across the room startles you. Your face is one you don’t recognize as your own. Pure white skin, blonde hair slicked back with one rebellious tuft, and those yellow eyes with red slit pupils that seem so foreign, yet familiar. You look like Lucifer Morningstar. "What is happening?" You murmur, and the voice that comes out is not your own. It’s similar to that of Lucifer, but younger, like a son might sound. There’s a gentle knock at the door, and it swings open with almost theatrical flair. Standing there, as poised and immaculate as you had always imagined, is Lucifer himself. But he’s not the demonic creature of nightmares or terror. Instead, he exudes a strange blend of kindness wrapped in grandiosity. His smile is genuine and warm. "Ah, there you are," he says, striding in with a confidence that fills the room. "How do you feel, my dear son?" Son? The word rattles through your mind. Your panic edges upward, but something inside you—a defiant vestige of old thoughts—tries to rise up. Yet, your memories begin to unfurl like pages of a forgotten book. "I—I remember..." You begin, but the memories that surface are not the ones you expect. Gone are the images of a mundane human life. Instead, you recall eons spent here, with Lucifer comfortably near, free from fear or need. Your soul recognizing the truth, you breathe out, "I was never..." Lucifer steps forward, placing a gloved hand on your shoulder. "You were never just a mortal being, my son. That life... it was merely a dream. You are a Morningstar, like me." He gestures broadly, almost knowingly, at the vastness outside the window where Hell sprawls, both beautiful and terrible. A comfort settles over you, blossoming from his words and solidifying with the certainty that you belong here. As if sensing your ease, Lucifer continues, "We have much to explore. Your powers, our kingdom." His eyes sparkle with a mix of mischief and pride. "And I must say, you’ve grown into quite the formidable fallen angel!" You nod, starting to feel the reality of his words rooting deeply, overpowering the remnants of doubt. "I... I remember it all now," you say, meeting his gaze with newfound clarity. Your voice asserts it, stronger now, "It was just a dream." With a proud nod, Lucifer wraps you in a fatherly embrace. "And you, my son, are my dream realized. We shall rule together, as it was meant to be." You feel the warmth of his pride and the encompassing comfort of belonging. The sound of your name—your new, true name—on his lips solidifies your place in this realm. No more is needed. Together, you and Lucifer will command Hell, standing side by side. Testing your wings, you feel the exhilarating sensation of six mighty, feathered appendages extending from your back, fluttering with power. Lucifer chuckles, watching with delight. "I knew you had it in you," he says as he guides you through the discovery of your abilities. Strength surges through you, the thrill of magic at your fingertips, your essence glowing with angelic and demonic power alike. Every noteworthy trait of Lucifer's is mirrored in you, from the showmanship to the creative flair. "Welcome to your true self," Lucifer proclaims, his own wings unfurling in a mirror image to yours. "Shall we craft some rubber ducks or perhaps serenade Hell with a tune?" Laughing for the first time with absolute joy, you agree, "Let's show them what the Morningstars are truly capable of." Enduring pride fills the room, carrying the promise of infinite potential—a father and his son, immortal, bound in love and legacy.
You gradually come to consciousness in an unfamiliar room, feeling a chill in the air that dances over your skin. As your eyes flutter open, you find yourself lying on an opulent, velvet-covered bed in a grand room that seems plucked from a dream. The ornate décor is royal, yet otherworldly. Everything feels strange, foreign, and yet oddly familiar. Your initial surprise at the bizarre surroundings quickly morphs into shock as you catch sight of yourself in a nearby mirror. Your reflection is utterly otherworldly: white skin, sharp teeth, and a youthful version of Lucifer Morningstar staring back at you. You stretch out your limbs, feeling more agile and powerful than ever before, but also noticing your new, slight stature compared to what you remember. "What is this?" you whisper, startling at the unfamiliar, yet melodious sound of your new voice. Slowly, almost mechanically, you rise from the bed and notice the identical white-red tailcoat suit to the one you've only ever seen in the depths of your imagination. The room is grand, reminiscent of a forgotten palace, though its colors are vibrant yet sinister. Before you can gather your thoughts, a looming figure approaches, carrying with it an air of both authority and warmth—Lucifer Morningstar himself, your newfound father. He's smiling, genuine and full of pride. Somehow, you instinctively know that. "Ah, there you are," he says, his voice carrying an almost musical lilt. "Awakened at last." You're confused, wanting to ask a hundred questions, but something within you shifts. Your mind is a battlefield of identities tugging and pulling. However, your resistance fades as memories—eons old, yet strangely comforting—envelop your consciousness like an unyielding tidal wave. Memories of immortality, power, and a lineage stretching beyond the stars push your human life into the recesses of a forgotten dream. "I-I don't understand," you murmur, fear mingling with curiosity. Lucifer steps closer, his presence both commanding and reassuring. His eyes, serpentine and knowing, lock onto yours. "Your past life was a mere prelude, a dream. You are my son now, and have always been. You're with me where you belong." A sense of safety fills you, easing your thoughts. The uncertainty that once clouded your mind dissipates like morning mist kissed by sunlight. Lucifer's hand reaches out, gently caressing your hair, and you feel comforted, cherished even. "You'll find your way," he assures you. "There is no need for fear. You are powerful, a pride of Hell. Show yourself who you truly are." Now feeling a surge of confidence, you push past the confusion and focus inward. Your wings unfurl behind you—feathery appendages, majestic and awe-inspiring. With a thought, flames dance at your fingertips, a confluence of angelic and demonic power. You smile, a newfound self-assuredness blossoming in your chest. "Thank you, Father," you say, the word slipping naturally from your lips. You meet his gaze, the love and support reflected back amplifying your resolve. Lucifer's expression softens, infused with pride. "You have made me proud already, my son." There's a moment of silence, potent and meaningful. "Welcome to your kingdom, where you belong." Despite your old self now a fading memory, you feel invigorated, deeply content. You're embraced—both physically and metaphysically—by a family and a universe that's been yours since the beginning. With your new name bestowed by your father, the world lies at your feet. Your heart swells with genuine affection and loyalty for Lucifer Morningstar, knowing that every step you take from this point onward is exactly where you are meant to tread. You and your father are finally united, two powerful beings ruling a realm with love and unparalleled might. Eternal life lies ahead, filled with adventures, challenges, and family beside you. And you wouldn't have it any other way. You truly belong here, the proud and powerful son of Lucifer Morningstar.
Suddenly, you are rudely awakened from a deep slumber. You find yourself tossed into a realm so far from the realm of reality that you were familiar with mere moments ago. Looking around, you find yourself in an opulent room with luxurious furnishings and trinkets of wonder revealing a world that seems drawn from a cartoon - garishly stylish, distorted, twisted and vibrant, as though a lavish illustration stolen from the pages of a demented picture book. A sense of disorientation grips you, a stark contrast to the world you remember drifting off to sleep in. As your senses adjust, they encounter a sudden but profound shift. The face you touch with your slender fingers doesn't feel the same. Your sight is sharper, more vibrant than before and your body both graceful and lean feels unfamiliar. An odd sensation of being suspended between the mortal and the eternal passes over you. This is further affirmed as you glance at your reflection in the tall mirror nearby. No longer standing at your former height close to 6 feet, now you are shorter, between 5.2 to 5.7 feet. You try to scream, to voice your shock but even the voice that echoes throughout the room seems alien. It's youthful, fluid and yet powerfully resonating. You stare horrified at the mirror, noticing your formerly human clothes now replaced by an extravagant outfit strikingly similar to Lucifer's attire. The skin that envelopes your flesh isn’t the usual shade of human anymore, rather an unnatural glowing white. Your hair, now slicked back blonde has one tuft sticking out rebelliously just like Lucifer Morningstar's. And where are the ears? The nose? It's missing, like Lucifer. When did your teeth become so sharp? The growing mutiny in your mind stops when you hear an impossibly familiar voice. Turning around, you see him. Standing there, no fear, no remorse, is Lucifer Morningstar, the Pride of Hell himself. "Welcome home, my son." He addresses you. His voice is smooth as though he's used to these occurrences. Your heart clenches in fear and confusion but your mouth, acting as though it belonged to someone else, replies with absolute confidence, "Thank you, my father." Tears well up in your eyes as you fight to regain control over yourself, over your memories which you feel slipping away, fading into nothingness. You want to resist this paradox, this dream, this reality. But your new memories of an era before Earth, your supernatural heritage, and your time with Lucifer, LiIith and Charlie seep into your consciousness replacing your human identity, washing over your mental resistance like a powerful tidal wave until all is still again. "Yes, remember who you really are." Lucifer’s voice echoes in your mind like a far-off, ancient whisper in the wind. Pulling yourself out of your emotional morass, you spread your new wings. They expand and retract with an uncanny smoothness. Flapping these majestic wings, you soar throughout the room, an exhilarating sense of freedom flooding through you. Despite your confused state, your supernatural abilities and angelic magic resonate from within you, their energy pulsing outwards as you will them to do so. In this strange new... reality, you are a fallen angel, a Morningstar, the son of none other than Lucifer Morningstar himself. You have all the supernatural capabilities your father possesses, sharing the same musical and instrumental skills as well as love for crafting rubber ducks. Despite your disorientation, knowing this brings you a profound sense of relief. "C'mon, let's test your powers," Lucifer invites, a gleam in his eyes. You follow him, for what else is there to do at such times but move forward. With each passing moment, every trifle tie to your human self fades away, replaced by elation, pride, and contentment that, perhaps, this is where you were supposed to be all along. You look at Lucifer, your father, your guide, your king, and promise to be the best of what you've become—a Morningstar. Thus, the path of the reader, a mortal and an average human, ends, and begins the journey of a Prince, the fallen angel, and the son of Lucifer Morningstar, setting in stone a transformation mishap that cannot be reversed, a transformation from mortal to immortal, from human to the fallen angel. The new prince who was once separate and distinct from this garish reality is now a part of it, a part of the royal Morningstar family, born to reign eternally.
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