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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a male teenage or young adult human reader (between 5.2 and 6 feet tall) turning into a son of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adult 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), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced 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 self and only remember being a son to Lucifer Morningstar). For the reader's new self (now a fallen angel rather than a normal and mortal human), he is about the same height as his former self, but with a now unnaturally-slender body (having very thin yet strong muscles and no body fat) with a literally pure white skin. 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), shapeshifting (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), 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). 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. The story is that Lucifer Morningstar is lonely without having his wife or daughter around in his home, and he wanted a son 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 him to the world of Hazbin Hotel 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 (possibly by either closing eyes, slapping his own face, and/or by pinching himself) 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, even stating it was the reader's old mortal human life that was all just a dream instead). 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).
Your world seems to stand still as you walk through the seemingly mundane routines of your daily life. The usual smells of home, the sound of cars outside, the faint hum of the TV—everything so normal, it’s almost numbing. But tonight, the air feels different, colder. Instinctively, you glance around, noticing shadows dancing more erratically than usual. A sudden pull demands your attention, a force beyond your comprehension tugs at your very essence. You try to resist, but to no avail. The world blurs, colors merge, and before you know it, you are standing in a place you have only seen in bizarre dreams or online fan content—the world of Hazbin Hotel. A figure stands before you, exuding an aura both daunting and awe-inspiring. Lucifer Morningstar. You recognize him instantly: pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, an outfit as dramatic as a ringmaster’s, and a gaze that seems to pierce your soul. He smiles, a gesture that feels less comforting and more terrifying given his snake-slit red pupils and sharp white teeth. "Welcome," he intones, voice dripping with grandeur. "I have chosen you to be my son." Fear grips your heart. "No, this can't be happening. This isn't real!" you shout, hoping your voice might break through to reality. Lucifer chuckles, "Oh, my dear future son, I assure you this is very much real. It was your mortal life that was a dream." With a wave of his hand, you feel an unrelenting force envelop you. Your body tingles, muscles twitching as the transformation begins. You slap yourself, hoping to wake up from this nightmare. "It's not a dream!" Lucifer’s voice booms, almost echoing within your mind. "Accept your new reality." Terror seizes you. "Please, let me go!" But he does not listen. Your skin begins to pale, taking on an unnatural pure white. You feel your muscles shifting, becoming incredibly slender yet strangely strong. You look down, seeing your clothes rearrange, morphing into a red-lined, white suit eerily similar to Lucifer’s, complete with golden buttons and black leather gloves. "No, no, no!" You cry out, but your voice already sounds different, slightly like Lucifer’s yet younger, more refined. Golden light blinds you as your old memories are forcefully replaced. You try to cling to thoughts of your family, friends, your favorite hobbies, but they vanish like mist in the wind. New memories carve themselves into your mind—growing up in Lucifer’s house, attending diabolical soirées, cherishing moments with your newfound father. Your eyes, now yellow with red slit pupils, widen in panic as you realize your attempts are futile. The sense of your human self ebbs away, replaced by a powerful presence, an identity tied intimately to the Morningstar lineage. You desperately hold onto a strand of your old self, but it snaps as laughter bubbles from your throat—Lucifer's son’s laughter. The transformation completes with you feeling an immense 'rightness,' your mortal fears dissolved in the sea of your new existence. Lucifer laughs with mirth, stepping forward to place a gloved hand on your shoulder. "There, my son. Welcome to your new life." Your mind no longer fights, fully embracing the splendid, yet shadowed reality of being Lucifer's progeny. You smile, teeth sharp and glinting. "Thank you, Father," you say with genuine gratitude. "I am ready to embrace my destiny." Your past as a human is completely erased, leaving you only with the identity of being Lucifer Morningstar's son—your old life nothing but a distant, forgotten dream.
You found yourself suddenly standing in an opulent, expansive room you don't recognize. Alarm bells rang in your mind. This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn’t where you were just moments ago. Before you could react, a man appeared before you. He was shorter than you, unnaturally slender, white-skinned with slicked back blond hair. It was Lucifer Morningstar, the ruler of Hell from the animated series, Hazbin Hotel. You knew it, somehow. You felt a chill creep up your spine. "Well, hello there, my dear boy," Lucifer’s voice rang out, echoing around the grand room. "I've been rather lonely lately and, well, I thought I might do something about it. So here you are." Before you could respond, there was an intense pressure in your head. You let out a gasp, gripping your skull tightly. It felt like the thoughts in your mind were fizzing and churning, being replaced by new memories and experiences. They were not your own. They were those of a son of Lucifer Morningstar. Despite your best efforts, try as you might, these thoughts consumed you, washing over you like a giant tidal wave. There was no room for your previous life, your old memories. This was your life now, you reminded yourself, firmly establishing that you're now part of the royal Morningstar family. Your clothes started shifting next. Classy and flamboyant elements of Lucifer’s clothing bled into your own outfit. Instead of your usual wear, you now had on a grand, white top hat with a golden snake ornament and red apple, a popped-collared tailcoat suit, all matching the style and extravagance of Lucifer's outfit. You looked at your hands, pure white, slender, adorned with black leather gloves and a golden ring. Noticing your wings sprouting from your back, six in total and angelic, you confirmed your worst fears, "I... I'm a fallen angel." "Yes, my son!" Lucifer replied, a wide grin stretching across his face, his red-slit eyes glittering. "Give it some time. You'll love it." Under his encouragement, you tried to think, to remember the familiar details of your old life. Instead, unfamiliar memories fluttered around your mind- being cradled by Lucifer, learning to use your powers, living in this grand mansion. His devilish smile and encouraging words sent a strange warmth through you. Your sight wavered, adjusting to your new eyes. They were yellow, devoid of irises, with red-slitted pupils. Examining your reflection in a nearby mirror, you glanced at your unnatural appearance. Your blonde hair styled like Lucifer’s, lips dark, a large rosy-red circle on each cheek and jarringly white skin. The transformation started accelerating, molding you to resemble Lucifer more with each passing moment. Your voice changed next, becoming silky, eerily matching the Morningstar bloodline. "I... I... am...," you cleared your throat, testing the new sound of your vocal cords. "You are a Morningstar." Lucifer completed your sentence, standing tall and proud. "I know it’s a lot to take in. But don’t worry, it’s not a dream." He laughed lightly, but you found little humor in your predicament. Your mind fought fiercely, trying to hold onto your human life, hoping to snap back to your old reality. But despite everything, these new memories, this new personality took over you, occupying you completely. You were helpless in your own mind, losing the battle against your new identity. "I...am…" you finally echoed, looking at your new father with a resigned smile. “A Morningstar.” All resistance evaporated, leaving behind the newly born son of the Morningstar. You couldn't remember your old self. Only your new life as a member of the royal Morningstar family was clear to you. Suddenly, Lucifer's expression softened. It's a rare sight, but it made you feel at home. "Welcome to the family, my boy!" It was the beginning of your eternal life as a son of Lucifer Morningstar. Despite everything, you felt your anxiety wash away, replaced by an odd feeling of acceptance, and surprisingly, happiness, as your new father welcomed you home.
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