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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a reader turning into identical clone of Alastor (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), 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 a lesson, Alastor (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using supernatural black magic at the reader which turned him/her into his clones, thus turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother (the reader tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but is fighting a losing battle and his/her mind 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.
As you sit down to your computer one evening, a gruesome show of black magic throws open the door to your room. The supernatural being standing there is Alastor from the Hazbin Hotel series, wearing a wide grin on his face. "Hello there!" he greets in his flamboyant old-fashioned radio announcer-like mannerism and transatlantic accent. “I’ve witnessed you all trying to change me, twist me into someone I’m not. Now, let's give you fine folks a taste of your own medicine.” Before you can scream or run, Alastor swiftly grabs hold and a flash of intense red light fills your vision. The world spins, your room dissolving into darkness, replaced with a very different, chaotic world – Hell, the setting of the Hazbin Hotel series. Alastor gestures towards you, and a searing pain engulfs your body. You’re changing – everything's changing, your gender, your clothes, your age, your height. You watch, horrified as claws extend from your shrinking fingertips, sharp and lethal. Your skin changing to a beige hue, eyes darkening to an ominous red color, the shape of radio dials overtake your pupils. Your hair grows short and angled with jet black tips, as two antlers sprout from your head. A height adjustment occurs, stretching you up to a daunting seven feet tall. However, the transformation doesn’t stop at your body. It’s in your mind too. Memories, your memories, begin to fade, swallowed by the invading psyche of Alastor. You clutch your head, desperate to hold onto your mind, your past, but it’s slipping away, being replaced by years spent in Hell’s chaos. “I don’t want to…” you try to whisper clutching at your changing form, your voice becoming unrecognizable. Try as you do to fight back, it’s a futile effort. The transformation takes every bit of you, spreading like wildfire, eradicating all that belonged to you. "Isn't this thrilling, my dear? You're becoming a masterpiece!" Alastor's gleaming grin pierces the terror-filled haze. "Oh, don't act so surprised. What's more entertaining, after all, than seeing your creation come alive?" His words, his voice, echoes through you. "No, no, no! I won't lose myself!" you wail, clinging onto the remnants of your personality, your life, but it’s too late. Alastor's memories, his persona overpowers yours. Your protests quiet, replaced with Alastor’s enchanting radio-announcer voice flowing with ease from your changing lips. "Ah, isn't this better?” he muses, changing from radio-host voice to more serious tone. “You're a dapper sinner demon, just like me." A convoluted amalgamation of feelings surge through you – Alastor's smug satisfaction, confused horror – your last holler of despair drowned in the jubilation of becoming identical to the master of radio waves himself. Every mirror in Hell reflects two Alastors - grinning, charming, yet dangerous. Any trace of the reader you once were, is lost, replaced with the perfect replication of Alastor. The memory of your past self a mere whisper in the wind, as the world now knew, and you only remember, being Alastor from the Hazbin Hotel. The transformation is complete. Alastor raises a toast to your new self, “Welcome to the show! Isn't this simply delightful?"
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