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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a mortal human reader and his/her friend or sibling turning into identical clones of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or friend/sibling are female), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite their best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making them both completely forget about their past selves and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader and his/her friend/sibling turned into his clones), he is a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. The story is that Alastor is getting bored and wanted something new and more entertaining in Hell, and Alastor is getting tired of seeing artwork and stories (online) of himself getting turned into other characters in both body and mind (sometimes from different series), which he views as distasteful. So to teach the reader and the friend/sibling a lesson, Alastor (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap both the reader and his/her friend or sibling before sending them both to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using supernatural black magic at the reader and his/her sibling/friend which turned them into his clones, thus permanently turning the reader and the friend/sibling into Alastor's identical twin brothers (the reader and the sibling/friend tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but are fighting a losing battle and their minds been completely replaced with Alastor's mind). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Ah, it was an ordinary night like any other, the last tendrils of twilight surrendering to the hush of the night. You and your close friend, let's say Alex for the sake of identity, are scrolling through the internet, absorbed in the myriad of Hazbin Hotel fan art and stories, giggling at different character transformation art. Suddenly, the room darkens and you feel a cold dread creeping from the back of your mind. You clutch Alex's arm in alarm, your laughter dying as a fearsome figure steps out from the shadows. There he stands in all his splendor, tall and imposing with a grin that could cull the most courageous of hearts - Alastor. Well, this should certainly add some spice to my life," he hums, smiling cheerfully though that does not alleviate the fear. "A smashing new trend of turning me into different characters, as distasteful as it is innovative!" Within a blink of an eye, you feel as if the world spins around. It's like someone hits the fast-forward button, sending you and Alex spiraling into a colorful whirl of painful metamorphosis. You try desperately to fight against the incoming wave of the foreign personality and memories, but it feels like you're drowning, unable to swim against the overpowering flush of Alastor's personality and memories. You see through someone else's eyes, experiencing mortal life as a showman, reveling in chaos and thriving amidst insanity. There's an inherent thrill in his actions you find strangely appealing, yet disturbing. You can hear Alastor's voice echoing with ominous satisfaction, "Oh, it's futile to resist, kiddos. Might as well get comfortable." Your cries give way to a voice that is too familiar, but not yours. Horrified, you examine the creatures you've become; mirrored images of Alastor - right down to his fancy attire, dapper antlers, and sharp sights. Alex, now looking identical to you - or rather Alastor, stares at himself, or really, you, his face pale. "What are we?" he whispers though his soft voice has given way to Alastor's bright, bold one. You try to comfort him, but your usual warm soothing tone has turned into a confident assertive one, signature to Alastor. "We are Alastor...and I suppose that's not necessarily a vicesome thing," you hear yourself say and you wonder, is this you giving in? Or is it Alastor speaking through you now? As hours turn into days, you find that the images of who you once were fade, replaced with Alastor's unforgettable life; a life that was never yours, yet it's all you can recall. All the things you loved, the memories you cherished - they're replaced with the narratives of Alastor's life. The transformation was complete - physically, mentally, and emotionally. You are no longer you. You are Alastor, and so is Alex. The old world is a distant dream, and the present a twisted reality mirroring Alastor's life. You quickly realize it's no use trying to replicate the past, there's only moving forward, embracing the entity you have become - an echo of Alastor's charming, yet terrifying persona.
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