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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male teenage or young adult human reader (between 5.2 and 6.3 feet tall) turning into a son of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adult 2D-animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with clothes change, age change, height change, 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/minutes by a new personality and new memories of being part of the royal Morningstar family, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him completely forget about his past mortal human self and only remember being a similar, possibly almost identical son to Lucifer Morningstar). For the reader's new self (now a fallen angel rather than a normal and mortal human), he is either about the same height as his former self or slightly shorter than Lucifer Morningstar, he now has an unnaturally-slender body (having very thin, unnoticeable yet extremely powerful muscles and no body fat) with a literally pure white skin, just like Lucifer Morningstar himself. The reader in this form has blonde hair, 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 reader in the fallen angel form does not have any beard, mustache, sideburns, nor stubble, just has Lucifer doesn't have any. The reader, now a son of Lucifer Morningstar, wears a similar outfit to his newfound father (Lucifer). For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance, he has 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 tucked under a set of heeled black knee-high boots, and black leather gloves which covers the majority of 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, and his wife, Lilith. Despite his very thin body, Lucifer has the following powers; Flight (able to summon his six angelic wings and he is capable of flight), angelic power (as a fallen angel, he possesses very strong angelic power, which holds sway over the demonic power of his contemporaries), hand-to-hand combat, shapeshifting (for example; according to the Story of Hell, Lucifer briefly took the form of a snake), 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), object creation (he seems to be able to create virtually anything he desires with a simple flick of the wrist. This includes but is not limited to clothing, puppets, instruments, large fountains of champagne, and mountains of caviar), and liquid manipulation (he is capable of carrying, manipulate, and throw yellow-colored liquid). 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 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 and the Exorcists, helping Charlie defeat them. He sometimes doesn't think about what he says, saying he'll "fuck Adam" instead of saying he'll "fuck 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 piss 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, singing, caramel apples, musical instruments, girls, polka music, and rubber ducks, 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, and his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) getting in harm's way. The story is that Lucifer Morningstar is lonely without having his wife or daughter around in his home (since Lilith is separated (not divorced, just separated for an unknown reason) and since Charlie has already moved on to work on redeeming sinner demons), and he 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 and sent the reader to the world of Hazbin Hotel (thus also making the reader 2D-animated and having the same art style as every other Hazbin Hotel character) before using his supernatural powers on the reader to turn the reader into his very own son in both body and mind (against the reader's will), complete with the same immortality and supernatural powers as Lucifer himself. During either the physical or mental transformation, the reader is horrified, hoping that everything that was happening to him (as well as having Lucifer Morningstar and the Hazbin Hotel universe existing) was just a bad dream and hoping to wake up (by either closing eyes, slapping his own face, shaking his head, pinching himself, and/or by calling out for help from his human family/friends) to get out of this nightmare, but sadly for the reader, this is not a dream and it is all happening for real (with Lucifer letting the transforming reader know this is not a dream and is all real, stating or claiming it was the reader's old mortal human life that was all just a dream instead, even causing the reader to believe that he was never a human and believed he was always a fallen angel). Despite the reader's efforts, he is unable to fend off the new personality and memories (completely removing his human memories, making him believe that he has always been a fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, the transformed reader being given a new name that fits with his new life, and is happy about his new life living with his new dad), thus permanently and completely turning the reader into Lucifer's son. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters 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 woke up to the sound of wind chimes resonating through your room. Groggily, you tried to focus on the source of the unusual noise. You glanced at your clock and saw that it was the middle of the night. Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you decided you were just hearing things. Then you felt it, an eerie presence, like someone was watching you. You tried to dismiss it as a figment of your imagination, but the feeling only grew stronger. Finally, you couldn't ignore it anymore. You flipped on your bedside lamp, and that's when you saw him. Standing in the middle of your room was a tall, slender man with pure white skin, short blonde hair slicked back with one tuft sticking out, thick black eyebrows, and sharp, menacing teeth showing a wide grin. His eyes, light yellow with red slit pupils, bore into you, almost compelling you to speak. "Who are you? What are you doing here in my room?" you stammered, heart pounding in your chest. "Oh, my dear, dear child," the figure said in a silky, theatrical voice. "I am Lucifer Morningstar, and I have been feeling quite lonely. You see, my wife and daughter have left me to my own devices. I thought it was time for me to have a son, don't you?" Your mind raced. Lucifer Morningstar? This had to be a bad dream. "This is insane. You're insane. I must be dreaming," you muttered, pinching yourself. Lucifer chuckled ominously. "I'm afraid this is no dream, my soon-to-be son. But perhaps, it is you who have been dreaming all this time." You backed away, but Lucifer lifted a finger, and you felt an invisible force holding you in place. "No! This can't be real!" Lucifer's eyes gleamed. "Oh, but it is. Come now, let me show you." Before you could protest further, you felt a heat emanating from where you stood and your vision blurred. Your flesh seemed to ripple, as though being kneaded like dough. You looked down in horror as your skin began to turn a pure white, and your fingers stretched, your nails sharpening into pointed claws. "No! Stop it, please!" You pleaded. But Lucifer seemed amused by your distress. "Change is inevitable, my child," he cooed softly. "Embrace your new reality." Your muscles elongated and thinned, your body reshaping itself into an unnaturally slender form with no body fat and thin, yet powerful muscles. Your once soft, human skin had transformed entirely, making you almost ghost-like. You felt your face altering. Pressing your hands against it, you noticed in terror that your nose and ears had vanished. Your eyes grew large, filling with bright yellow irises and red slit pupils. You could feel your teeth sharpening, becoming razor-sharp with every passing moment. "Wake up! Wake up!" you screamed, slapping your cheeks. But your cheeks were no longer the human flesh you knew; they now sported large rosy-red circles. Lucifer’s voice reverberated around you, "This might be realer than anything you've ever experienced, my son." As your transformation completed, your hair bleached into a flawless blonde, and your lips became thin and black. The final touch was a new set of immaculate clothing—a white top hat, a red-lined suit, and boots that resembled those worn by Lucifer himself. You felt something powerful emanating from your new outfit, like an inheritance of an age-old legacy. "Stop resisting. It will not help you," Lucifer stated nonchalantly, tipping his hat. Your memories began to fade. You tried to recall your family, your school, your friends, but all of them were slipping away. They were replaced by an overwhelming flood of new memories—memories of grandeur, of power, of an eternal life spent in Hell alongside your new father. "No, no! I don't want this!" you cried, but it was becoming harder to hold onto who you once were. The new thoughts overwhelmed you, leaving no room for the old ones. You fought, but it was futile. The new you was stronger, more dominant. Images of yourself flying with six angelic wings, manipulating fire at will, and crafting objects with a mere flick of your wrist filled your mind. “Accept your destiny, my son," Lucifer murmured, his voice somehow soothing yet eerie. In mere moments, the last vestiges of your human life dissolved. You looked at Lucifer with adoration and saw the world through your new identity. The transformation was complete, and you now firmly believed that you had always been a part of the Morningstar family. "Thank you, Father," you said, smiling as if you had just awakened from a pleasant nap. Lucifer returned the smile, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "Welcome home, my son. You shall be called Asmodeus. Together, we will create a rule unparalleled in the history of Hell." “Of course, Father,” you replied, feeling a strange sense of fulfillment. You were happy, content, and thrilled with the prospects of your new eternal life. The past was a distant, forgotten dream, and you were ready to embrace your future as the son of Lucifer Morningstar.
As you take your last human steps, you barely register the crunch of leaves beneath your feet. Panic is quickly becoming your only thought process, and yet, below the sharp stings of fear and dread, you harbor a single spark of curiosity. It wouldn't matter in any other scenario, with the normal ebb and flow of a regular earthling life. Except, this isn't regular, and you're swiftly veering away from being an earthling. The world around you blurs, shifting into vibrant colors and vivid images as you're ascended from mundanity into a realm of ethereal marvels - a dark and twisted carnival, the likes of which you couldn't imagine even in your wildest dreams. But as the realization hits you, there's no time left to marvel at your surroundings. Fascination is replaced by horror as you feel the first wave of transformation sweep over you, your human clothes replaced by an outfit similar to Lucifer’s styles. The attire appears like it has been plucked from a royal circus ringmaster's wardrobe - a white top hat adorned with a golden snake, a red-lined and red-trimmed white tailcoat suit with numerous golden buttons. Your heart hammers against your chest. You will yourself to run, to fight, but a sudden rush of divine energy overtakes you. Tears well in your eyes as a pain unlike any you’ve felt before courses through your body, ripping away at your old self, carving out something new and different. Something decidedly not human. Every part of you feels the sudden forceful change. Your body growing thinner, muscles becoming less pronounced yet incredibly powerful, and skin fading into an unnaturally pure white. Your eyes transform, becoming large, yellow, and iris-less, with red slit pupils like a snake. Your hair, now golden blonde, matches the new slick cut. Your human memories are ripped away, replaced by fake memories of your new life as the son of Lucifer Morningstar. "This can't be real," you try to tell yourself. "It has to be a dream, it has to be..." "Oh, dear child," Lucifer’s voice sounds from never too far away, smooth and as seductive as a lullaby. "Your old life, that was the dream. Wake up, my son. Here, under the grandeur of Hell, you're now real." Your attempts at resistance are futile. His charm folds around your mind, a powerful and unyielding vice. Your human life slips away, every memory, every thought erased, replaced with a new personality, a new memory of being Lucifer’s son. Every attempt to remember your past was waved off by the simple explanation that you were a Morningstar. He was your father, and you were his son. Try as you might, there was no room left for arguing. You had been reborn amidst the fire and brimstone, a new birth under the subtle whispers of a forsaken realm. Your transformation is complete, solidifying your existence as one of them, a fallen angel. As Lucifer’s son. Despite the fear, the sense of loss you thought you'd feel, all you could experience was an odd sense of belonging. Lucifer observed you with a gleam of pride in his eyes. "Welcome home, my son." With the remnants of your old life irrevocably forgotten, you smile, stepping towards your new destiny. The transformed, now-fallen-angel smile that emerged was one of acceptance, one that marks the start of an immortal journey in the underworld. Looking at the once-human being, Lucifer takes in the sight of his newly-minted son, a serpentine smile spreading across his face. He felt less lonely, less depressed. "Yes," you assert, your voice echoing the blend of youthfulness and the undeniable trace of the Morningstar bloodline. "I am home, Father."
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