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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the reader and his/her friend or sibling turning into identical clones of Lucifer Morningstar (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or the reader's sibling or friend are female), clothes change, age progression, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and the friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite the reader's and his/her friend/sibling's efforts on fighting those new personality and memories, making them completely forget that they were ever normal humans and only remember being the king of Hell Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader and his/her sibling/friend turned into his clones), 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 and his wife, Lilith. 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. The story is that Lucifer hated the idea of redemption (since he believes all demons are irredeemable) and find Charlie's idea of a rehabilitation hotel, the Happy Hotel, ridiculous. So, to make his daughter see Lucifer's point and an attempt to abandon the demon rehabilitation idea, he used his supernatural powers on Charlie, turning her into his completely identical doppelganger with exact same mind as his own. The story takes place after this other story: https://www.theinternet.io/articles/ask-ai/great-idea-daddy-im-glad-you-think-so-pumpkin-lets-get-started-on-this-rehabilitation-hotel-of-yours-its-going-to-be-so-amazing-i-know-it-is-love-i-just-know-it/ . After turning Charlie Morningstar (Lucifer's daughter) into his new doppelganger, Lucifer wanted more fun and more clones of himself, and so he brought the reader and his/her friend/sibling from the real world and into the world of Hazbin Hotel before he used supernatural powers to transform the reader and the sibling/friend, with them both trying to resist the physical and mental changes, but to no avail. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Panic and confusion coursed through your veins as you blinked, looking around at the unfamiliar, yet dazzling surroundings of the Hazbin Hotel. You weren't alone; your companion, whether they were a friend or sibling, stood beside you, clad in normal attire. This reality was nothing like your own – it was haunting and bizarre, yet undeniably captivating. Before either of you could react, a loud, boisterous laughter echoed, grating and yet charming. It belonged to Lucifer Morningstar - the King of Hell himself, who suddenly appeared before you, a smirk playing on his black lips. "Welcome to the world of Hazbin Hotel!" he crooned, eyes twinkling. In the blink of an eye, he raised his hands and an ethereal, hypnotizing light enveloped you, an odd sensation spreading through every fiber of your being. You felt your skin tighten, the world growing a little larger around you. The first change was complete: your age had advanced, matching Lucifer's mature demeanor. The process was quick yet uncomfortable. The next wave of changes saw your clothes morphing into exact replicas of Lucifer's immaculate white suit and top hat, red undershirt with white stripes, black bowtie, and knee-high heeled boots – an outfit that screamed dandy sophistication. Your height subtly decreased, to match the stature of Lucifer himself. His gender followed, any feminine features melting away, if applicable, replaced by stern masculinity under his command. Most dramatic of all, your skin became pure white and harsh, blonde hair replaced whatever had been on your heads. Eyes once warm and human, now took on the chilling yellow color with slitted pupils. Thick black eyebrows, an obscure mouth filled with sharp teeth, and a gold ring on your left pinkie completed the transformation. Resistance, you realized, was futile. You felt your mind twisting and turning, your memories growing foggy as they got replaced by another person's life, fears, loves, and experiences. The world shifted again and suddenly, you were no longer you. A deluge of puns, quips, and jokes filled your mind alongside the love of polka music, regality and menace, the memories of being a husband to Lilith, and the history of ruling Hell. The essence that made you who you are was entirely swallowed up, replaced by the extraordinary personality of Lucifer Morningstar. Finally, the transformation ceased. You and your companion looked at each other, identical copies of the King of Hell. The memories of being normal humans had vanished entirely – you only knew Lucifer's past, feelings, and thoughts. "Welcome to your new selves," Lucifer chimed, holding two mirrors in front of you both. You looked identical to him – white skin, golden blonde hair, red pupils, and black lips. It was a perfect transformation. The transformation was successful, yet as you attempted to protest, to resist the overwhelming personality and memories replacing your own, your words only came out as Lucifer's puns, quips, or jokes. The resistance was futile. Even as you strived to recall your past, the memories only seemed less and less familiar until they no longer existed. You were no longer a reader, or a friend, or a sibling – only Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell. Laughter echoed through the hall once again, mirroring the sound from the beginning. But this time, it was from you and your companion – the clone Lucifers. You knew then, redemption was impossible, and Hazbin Hotel was but a farce. After all, King Lucifer doesn't believe in redemption, and neither do his clones.
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