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Question: Write a POV transformation of the human reader turning into Lucifer Morningstar (from the animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (becoming thousands of years old and being immortal), height progression, 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/friends/siblings for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the 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 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.
Your perspective shifts, boundaries blend as you suddenly find yourself caught amidst the stinging shards of a reality-changing spectacle. Everything blurs - known sensations dissipate into obscurity as alien ones invade your being with relentless force. You feel a strange itch seeping under your skin, a mild annoyance at first, quickly growing unbearable. As you desperately scratch at your arms, your skin flickers, the familiar mundane shade of it being replaced by a pure, unusual white. Each touch, each scratch, feels like you're sculpting yourself anew. Distinct features morph - first the skin, then your hair, turning an impossible shade of blonde. Your eyebrows thicken, taking on an abyss-black coloring while your lips are twisted into a similarly striking shade - the darkest black. Something about them feels odd - sharper, more menacing - a mouth full of razor-like teeth. The contours that once marked your ears and nostrils vanish, making you feel less human, more supernatural. In the mirror, your eyes switch between their familiar hue and a terrifying yellow, slit pupils in the center. The transition's back-and-forth dance syncs with your escalating heartbeat until they finally settle - a snake’s hypnotic gaze staring back. Your fear spikes, but the strange euphoria in their reflection is too enthralling to ignore. Being draped in clothes you've never seen before is your next odd sensation. A high-collared white suit, knee-high heeled boots, a black bow tie, and strides hinting at an intriguing blend of menace and regality. Strangest of all is the wide-brimmed white top hat, adorned with a golden snake wrapped around a red apple. Focus returns to your body, a peculiar stretching sensation travels down your spine - you're growing, but not upwards. Instead, you're becoming less tall, slightly shorter than certain mental images of two female figures imprinted in your mind. Jumbled thoughts tumble through your head, clinging onto vestiges of the world you once knew. Parents, friends, siblings - you touch your pocket for a phone that's no longer there. Panic surges, but it's drowned out by a wave of memories that aren’t yours - millennia of experiences flooding in. Each desperate struggle to hold onto your past self is swept away, replaced with dread and fascination. You are Lucifer Morningstar, thousands of years old, immortal, existing eternally. Humor, charm, and a love for polka music arise alongside a sense of menacing regality. Perhaps most surprising of all is the warmth that blooms within your chest when you recall a woman named Lilith. A light blush creeps onto your cheeks as tender memories of passionate embraces envelop your senses. "Dollface," you hear your new voice croon, "aren't I the luckiest devil to have you?" The transformation is complete. The Mind of the user is gone, replaced by Lucifer’s charismatic personality - master of the underworld, husband to Lilith, lover of silly jokes and inescapably, dangerously charming. Your old life was forgotten - you are Lucifer Morningstar, and it seems there's no going back. Besides, you cannot help a devilish grin as you catch your reflection, "Would I even want to?"
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