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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into a clone of Moxxie (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height regression, reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Helluva Boss), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Moxxie's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting these new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget he was a normal person and only remembered ever being a male imp and a husband to Millie, being named Moxxie). For Moxxie's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is an imp with red skin and white freckles on his cheeks, and he is shorter than Blitzo since he is 3.9 feet tall. Like all imps, he has a short reptilian-looking snout with sharpened white teeth, and he lacks any visible ears or nostrils. His white pointy hair leads up to his curvy black and white striped horns. He also has yellow sclera with black slit pupils. Moxxie has a long thin red devil-like tail with a quadrilateral barb at the end, as well as lanky digitigrade legs ending in cloven red hooves, reminiscent of artiodactyls. Moxxie's usual outfit consists of a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, black toe-less pants a white shirt that has a black turtleneck, a large red bow-tie, and fingerless gloves. Moxxie is the I.M.P's weapon specialist; and as such, has a vast knowledge of weapons and often brings a variety of them along during jobs. He is often the most vocal and realistic of the employees regarding the company as a whole despite its dysfunctional environment and is bullied consequently. He is also shown to be insured about himself since he’s not physically strong since Striker, Lin and Joe was giving him a hard time since they believe physical strength is what makes a person strong. Moreover, he is an imp who is easily annoyed and rather clumsy, as he trips over their ritualistic book on the way through the portal to the living world. Despite being a murder-for-hire imp, it seems Moxxie is queasy with unnecessary killing beyond their targets. He also is uncomfortable with the idea of killing targets who have families, and attempts to give people second chances. Moxxie is also shown to have a comical side, as when he talks about killing an entire family, he claims it might be alright if it was just a bad dad or a mob family, saying "That's understandable" in an accent. The story would be that Moxxie is fed up with the reader (who was at first unaware of the animated characters being self-aware about real life) laughing and viewing Moxxie as a butt of a joke from various things, for example, being joked around by his boss (Blitzo) and being called "fat" by Loona (Blitzo's adopted daughter and a hellhound); to teach the reader a lesson (and by some supernatural means), Moxxie came to the real world from one episode of Helluva Boss and pulled/sent the reader into the world of Helluva Boss, strapping the reader into an invention that Moxxie discovered on an alleyway, and turned the reader into his clone, thus turning the reader into Moxxie's identical twin brother, and the transformation is permanent and irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
"Wha-what the hell is going on!" You exclaim, pulling yourself up from a pile of brimstone rubble, completely bewildered. Helluva Boss' demonic realm somehow becomes your reality, spiky buildings and crowded streets of imps all around you. Before you can make sense of the situation, Moxxie steps out from the shadows, his usual grumpy scowl softened ever so slightly. "You think it's fun to laugh at me, huh?" he says, pointing a finger at you. "Well, let's see how much fun it is when you ARE me." With a swift movement, he tugs you towards a strange machine, the cogs churning and steam escaping from the pipes. Moxxie straps you into the construction – its ominous appearance stirring a genuine sense of dread inside you. You try to resist, but every squirm is met with a tighter grip. Soon enough, something unbelievably strange begins to happen. A sudden heat pulsates deep within you, pain wrenching through your muscles and veins. Beholding your own physical shift mirrored in Moxxie's grin, you realize your skin is shifting to a deep, bright red. White freckles dust your now rounded cheeks. Your joints bend and twist in ways they should not, shrinking your once average human height down to a measly 3.9 feet. A sharp, stinging sensation echoes through your face as your nose reshapes into a snout, teeth morphing into pointed, ice-like daggers. Your hair feels lighter as it transfigures into tell-tale white spikes while black amd white striped horns painfully jut out of your scalp. Your once average, dull eyes ache as they're replaced by vivid yellow sclera with black slit pupils. A devilish tail emerges from your lower back, while your legs become lanky and digitigrade, human feet altering into cloven red hooves. Your clothes are next — the fabrics on your body meld together, transforming into a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, black toe-less pants, a white shirt with a black turtleneck, and fingerless gloves. A large, red bow-tie snaps you back to reality, and you take a deep, grounding breath. With the physical transformation complete, you grip into the new reality, determined to fight off the inevitable mental changes. Memories of previous battles, fond moments with an imp named Millie, and intricate weapon knowledge begin to flood your mind. They press urgently, feverishly, against your own memories as if demanding space. You toss and turn mentally, but soon enough the memories of your favorite foods, your teenage crushes, and even your own mother's face are replaced with Moxxie’s realities. This isn't you, no, not you who’s a murder-for-hire imp, not you who’s often fallen over a ritual book on the way through the portal to the living world. It’s Moxxie who is queasy with unnecessary killing and offers second chances. Through all the confusion and desperate struggles, your former self fades away, leaving a mirror image of Moxxie staring back in the reflective metal of the invention. Welcome to your new life as an imp, the series’ butt of the joke. In defeat, you scoff, mumbling a particularly crude term under your breath. To your surprise, it comes out in Moxxie's own voice, clear as day. "Well, well, well..." Moxxie claps his hands together, "Isn't it about time you knew what it feels like to be me?" Despite everything, you mirror his begrudging, yet clearly amused grin. You hate to admit it - but this might just be the start of a truly hellish friendship.
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