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Question: Write the transformation story of Dylan the Dylanus (the original character made by the DeviantArt user Dylan613) turning into the son of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with clothes change (Dylan's clothes instantly replaced by a new outfit identical to Lucifer's outfit), age change (retaining his biological 15 year-old age and being younger than Lucifer, despite now being even older than Earth itself and being immortal like his newfound father Lucifer), height progression to between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall (due to becoming a young fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, Dylan becomes taller yet still shorter than Lucifer, who is his newfound father), voice change (Dylan's voice changing to fit with the Morningstar bloodline, similar to but not identical to Lucifer's voice, albeit in a somewhat younger voice), and instant mind/mental change (with Dylan's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced within seconds or minutes by a new personality and new memories of being part of the royal Morningstar family, despite his best efforts on fighting off those new memories, making him completely forget about his past average and mortal self and everything before the transformation, and he now only remembers being a lookalike son of Lucifer Morningstar). For Dylan's normal and mortal appearance, he is a 4.9 foot tall, 15 year old boy who has a lean build for his size, tan skin, medium-length brown hair (that reaches his chin, although not covering his face at all), and has green irises. He wears a dark blue hoodie, a lighter blue t-shirt underneath, and cyan wear jeans. He also has white socks underneath his black tennis shoes, which have an x-shaped gray marking on each of his shoes' tongue. For his personality, he is a kind, considerate, smart, and understanding character, who is a love interest to Emma (his affectionate and understanding girlfriend) and is playful around his smarter, slightly older brother Black. Despite his small frame and being a teen, he goes in the way to protect his homeland (Dylanusland, a tropical, subtropical, and temperate island country in the Pacific Ocean on Earth) against various villains and monsters (always successful, even if some are more difficult than others). For Dylan's new self (now a young fallen angel rather than a normal mortal), he is taller than his previous self (he is now between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall) although still slightly shorter than Lucifer Morningstar's 6-foot height (due to the fallen angel Dylan's different age from his previous age as a mortal and due to being younger than his newfound father Lucifer), he now has an unnaturally-slender body (having very thin, unnoticeable yet extremely powerful muscles and having no body fat) with a literally pure white skin, just like Lucifer Morningstar himself. Dylan in this form has blonde slicked-back hair (with one tuft sticking out exactly like Lucifer's hairstyle), thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, a mouth full of sharp white teeth (not just the canine teeth being sharp, but all his teeth have also become sharp teeth), a large rosy-red circle on each cheek, and large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils and light purple eyelids, like Lucifer, who is his new dad. Dylan in his fallen angel form has no nose or ears, also just like Lucifer. Also, just like his previous mortal self, Dylan as a fallen angel does not have any beard, mustache, sideburns, nor stubble (also just as Lucifer, who doesn't have any facial hair) other than eyebrows or eyelashes. Dylan now a son of Lucifer Morningstar, wears a similar or identical outfit to his newfound father (Lucifer). He also has immortality, every supernatural powers, his personality, and his preferences that are all completely identical to Lucifer's own immortality, supernatural powers, personality (including but not limited to his silly, theatrical, grandiose, and dramatic nature), and preferences (Lucifer's likes and dislikes). For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance (and no, he is not Satan, since Lucifer and Satan are separate characters, and Lucifer represents the sin of Pride whereas Satan represents the sin of Wrath), he is about 6 feet (1.8 meters) tall and he has literally pure white skin, blonde hair (which is short-cut and is slicked-back with one tuft sticking out), thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being older than Earth itself and Lucifer being immortal). He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes (which do not have irises) are light yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are light purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. Lucifer's white-red clothing is somewhat like a circus ringmaster; he wears a wide-brimmed white top hat with a golden snake and a red apple over golden spikes which resemble a crown, and a red-lined and red-trimmed white popped-collared tailcoat suit with several golden buttons - his coat worn over a light red-and-white striped dress-shirt with two golden buttons and a small, accessorized black bowtie. He also wears a pair of long white poofy pants neatly tucked under a set of heeled black knee-high boots, and a pair of black-colored leather gloves which covers his hands. On his left pinkie, he sports a golden ring which is presumably his wedding ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. As a fallen angel, he possesses three pairs of white wings with red feathers, which he can materialize and extend from his coat. He is shorter than his daughter, Charlie (who stands over 6 feet, around 6 and a half feet tall), and his wife, Lilith (who stands over 6-and-a-half feet tall). Despite his very thin body, Lucifer has the following powers; Flight (able to summon his six bird-like angelic wings from his back and he is capable of flying), angelic power (as a fallen angel, he possesses very strong angelic power, which holds sway over the demonic power of his contemporaries), demonic magic (as King of Hell, Lucifer has accessity to demonic magic at a much higher level than his daughter), hand-to-hand combat, super strength (as the King of Hell and one of the Seven Deadly Sins, Lucifer's strength is quite exceptional, as when he fought Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) he barely put any effort into the fight and easily defeating the powerful angel), shapeshifting (able to change into many forms at will, for example; according to the Story of Hell, Lucifer briefly took the form of a snake), size manipulation (Lucifer changes his size a few times during the song number "Hell's Greatest Dad" in the episode "Dad Beat Dad", first when he’s sitting on his throne in front of Charlie where he is very large, and the second being when he falls out of the slot machine where he is much smaller), duplication (he can create multiple copies of himself), portal creation (he is able to conjure portals as a means of instant transportation, which other demons can use), pyrokinesis (like his daughter, Charlie, he also has the power to manipulate fire at will), fire breath (in his full demon form, he can make fire come out of his mouth when he speaks), teleportation (he can teleport to any location by covering himself with glittery red mists), conjuration (he can create virtually anything he desires with a simple flick of the wrist, including but not limited to clothing, puppets, instruments, large fountains of champagne, and mountains of caviar), liquid manipulation (he is capable of carrying, manipulate, and throw yellow-colored liquid), and full demon transformation (when he takes on his full demonic form, as well as displaying his wings, he displays a pair of red horns with an orb of fire between them and a thin crown resembling a snake with an apple above his hat, while his eyes also change to have red sclera with yellow pupils, he also has a black devil-like tail with spikes that ends in a triangular tip with a red heart at the center, while demonic eyes also appear on the inside his coattails; a similar eye also appears on his bowtie, in addition, his entire body gives off a light white glow). He also has musical talent (similar to his daughter Charlie, Lucifer partakes in singing), instrumental talent (he's known to be quite a skilled in various instruments, including being a very skilled fiddle player; Lucifer also can play an accordion to a minor degree), and great craftsmanship (Lucifer spends his time making rubber ducks with various gimmicks such as flipping backwards and spitting fire). Here's Lucifer's personality; despite his status as the ruler (king) of all of Hell, Lucifer possesses a grandiose and dramatic nature, acting very over-the-top in most situations. He often switches between being silly and theatrical to awkward and melancholic. Like Charlie, Lucifer is ambitious in what he believes in. According to the storybook that Charlie read in "Overture", Lucifer was an idealistic dreamer whose accidental creation of Hell and subsequent banishment to it caused him to give up his dreams. After he and Lilith separated, Lucifer went into isolation and fell into a depression. He coped by crafting and hoarding tons of rubber ducks, spending years in his home. This obsession also caused him to become estranged from his daughter, to the point where he barely calls Charlie at all. As a father, he falls short of expectations. Although he loves Charlie dearly, he seems to be preoccupied with his own problems. He seldom calls Charlie, and when he does, it's usually because he's bored or needs something. When Charlie reached out to him for help in setting up a meeting with Heaven, he was thrilled to hear from her. However, he couldn't recall where she was or what she was doing, even though she had shared her passion project, the Hazbin Hotel, with him months ago. He also wasn't aware that Charlie was dating someone, or that she was attracted to women. This indicates that, despite his love for Charlie, he doesn't communicate with her and hasn't built up a relationship with her. Although, it was shown that Lucifer was much closer to Charlie in her childhood, only becoming more distant in Charlie’s adulthood. While he is the King of Hell, Lucifer hardly rules over his subjects and leaves them to their own devices. Lucifer dislikes the Sinners of Hell and describes them as "violent, destructive psychopaths, hellbent on causing as much pain and destruction as possible". According to him, they are all "the worst" and he does not believe they can be redeemed and he cares little for what happens to them. Despite his disapproval of sinners, Lucifer hints that he regrets his role in ever giving them free will due to what they had done with it and the consequences that came from this. On the other hand, Lucifer had arranged for a pardon of Hellborn demons with Heaven, ensuring that the Hellborn races and thus the other six rings of Hell, are untouched by the Exorcists during the yearly Exterminations. Although he understands his daughter's interest in rehabilitating Sinners, Lucifer is cynical about the idea of trying to save any of them, as he attempted to redeem sinners in the past, stating that Charlie doesn't know when he tried this all before, and that his dreams were too hard to defend. Since Heaven was so unwilling to listen to him in the past, he does not want Charlie to go through the same thing. However, she still manages to convince him to arrange a meeting in Heaven for her and Vaggie, which helps Lucifer regain faith in her plans. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. In the episode "The Show Must Go On," he arrived late, but joined the fight against Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) and the Exorcists, helping Charlie defeat them. He sometimes doesn't think about what he says, saying he'll "f*ck Adam" instead of saying he'll "f*ck Adam up." When Charlie corrected him, he asked what he said. He is not afraid to fight, as when he fearlessly battles against Adam. He isn't afraid to even p*ss off Adam by saying that he slept with Eve, which is left ambiguous if it either just to bait him or if it was true. He even gets carried away in fighting, like when he punches Adam over and over and was about to finish him off until Charlie stopped him. He shows more intimidation prowess when he orders Lute to take her friends and go home, but not without saying "please" in a polite manner. Here are Lucifer's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves his daughter Charlie (he even supports his daughter), Dylan in his transformed fallen angel state (even supporting the fallen-angel son), circus imagery, rubber ducks (including crafting rubber ducks), singing, caramel apples, pancakes, musical instruments, girls, and polka music. However he dislikes sinners demons (including having given sinners a chance), Alastor the Radio Demon, Heaven's rules (especially Heaven's hypocrisy), the Hazbin Hotel's name (including the Hazbin Hotel's bar), someone teasing about his short height, see his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel son) sad, and his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel son) getting in harm's way, and himself being separated from his wife Lilith. Here's the history of Lucifer Morningstar according to the Hazbin Hotel series (long before this transformation story took place); Prior to the creation of the Earth, Lucifer was an angel, said to be a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all creation (just like the fallen angel son, who's not born yet), but the elders of Heaven saw him as a troublemaker who posed a threat to the order of their world. He watched as the angels began to expand the universe and the creation of Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) and Lilith (the first two humans). After Lilith left Adam, Lucifer met her in the Garden of Eden and the two dreamers fell in love and married with each other (resulting in the birth of the fallen angel son). Lucifer, with Lilith and the fallen angel, wanting to share the power of free will, offered Adam's second wife, Eve, the Fruit of Knowledge, with this act (and unintentionally) evil made its way into the Earth which subsequently created Hell. As punishment, the fallen angel son and his parents, Lucifer and Lilith (with Lilith now being a demon), were sent to Hell, where Lucifer and the fallen angel son could only see the cruel and the wicked that came from humanity. Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream. In Hell, now a fallen angel, Lucifer became the ruler (king) of all Hell (with the fallen angel son being the prince of Hell) on the basis of his angelic power, ruling over all the Demons that reside there (plus, the fallen angel son lives with Lucifer, who is the father of the fallen angel son, in Lucifer's mansion). At an unknown point, Lucifer (along with the fallen angel son) became part of an order of powerful demons called the Seven Deadly Sins, each member embodying a sin, with Lucifer's and the fallen angel son's being Pride. At some point, Lucifer and Lilith had their daughter named Charlie Morningstar, in Hell. At another point, Lilith left Lucifer for unknown reasons, which sent Lucifer into a deep depression and isolated himself from his kingdom and daughter as a means to cope (however, with the fallen angel son existing with him, Lucifer is happy and proud for his son). The reclusive Lucifer and his fallen angel son now spends their time in Lucifer's home coping by crafting rubber ducks, mostly inactive ruling over Hell. At some point, he, along with his fallen angel son, had started a very successful theme park in Hell, which is called Lu Lu World, and that theme park proved to be quite popular with the denizens of Hell. Just before the story starts, Lucifer Morningstar (as stated earlier, he is not Satan, due to Lucifer and Satan being separated characters) is depressed due to his loneliness due to not having his wife or daughter around in his home (since Lilith is separated (not divorced or dead, just left or separated from Lucifer for an unknown reason) and since Charlie has already moved on to work on redeeming sinner demons with a rehabilitation hotel "Hazbin Hotel"), and Lucifer Morningstar wanted a second child (more specifically, a son) aside from his daughter (Charlie) of his own to help him not be so depressed from his loneliness, so Lucifer (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap Dylan (who was sleeping in his bed of his house for the night in the mortal realm) and sent Dylan to VivziePop's rendition of Hell as depicted in Hazbin Hotel before using his supernatural powers on Dylan to literally transform Dylan into his very own son in both body and mind within seconds or minutes, complete with the same immortality and supernatural powers as Lucifer Morningstar (thus now making Dylan a Hazbin Hotel character). The story begins when Dylan mentally and literally wakes up from his sleep for real in Lucifer's home (more specifically, Dylan wakes up in the fancy and royal room somewhere within Lucifer's royal mansion, which he now recognizes) in Hell as depicted from the Hazbin Hotel animated series, and he wakes up, not as a mortal, but as a true fallen angel and a lookalike son of Lucifer Morningstar, complete with the same outfit, voice, and appearance as Lucifer Morningstar's (other from Dylan's younger voice, younger appearance, and shorter height than Lucifer Morningstar's height). He would be initially confused and scared, but then all of his mortal personality and memories are completely replaced despite his efforts of retaining his mortal personality/memories (making him scared of losing himself to hellish influences, not wanting to give in to hellish delight and demonic influence, but then he has lost all of his memories/personality of ever being a mortal, or anything before the transformation, nor the transformation that had just happened seconds ago) and the fallen angel Dylan knew that he was never a mortal he once thought/mistaken himself to be (knowing that his mortal life was just a fictional dream and Dylan is genuinely happy to know that he was never mortal) and he is happy to know that he was and always had been a fallen angel (causing him to know that he was once a regular angel born to his father Lucifer, and his mother Lilith (the fallen angel Dylan even remembers himself as a newborn being cradled by both of his parents) prior to his banishment from Heaven before being banished from Heaven to Hell with his parents for the same reason as how and why Lucifer and Lilith were banished from Heaven to Hell) that had lived for eons before Earth existed (the transformed Dylan remembers Charlie, who was born in Hell centuries after Dylan's and his parents' banishment to Hell, as Dylan's younger sister, and remembers that he is always an older brother of Charlie), Dylan remembers that had always lived with his caring father Lucifer Morningstar in Lucifer's mansion ever since Dylan and his parents were banished from Heaven to Hell, Dylan even remembers that he had and always have immortality, supernatural powers, and six retractable angelic wings (which he can summon at will), all of which since the dawn of time, and all of these powers just like his newfound father (Lucifer). The new personality and memories have completely replaced all of Dylan's mortal memories, making him happy to know that he was never a mortal boy to begin with, and that he was and always has been a fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar (Dylan feels truly and completely safe, protected, and comfortable with his father Lucifer Morningstar around), who is happy about Dylan being his son (Lucifer's smile for Dylan is genuine) and Lucifer comforts Dylan by saying that Dylan's mortal human life wasn't real and instead was just a dream (Lucifer is helping Dylan by guiding him (Dylan) by confirming that Dylan was never a mortal boy and instead tell the reader what and who he really is, Dylan is a fallen angel like Lucifer, Dylan's true father), Lucifer Morningstar also says a promise to Dylan that he will protect his son (Dylan) from anything scary and dangerous (including nightmares/bad dreams), making Dylan feel safe and comfortable (since the reader truly believes and trusts him), and Lucifer would also comfort Dylan by giving him a gentle/comfortable fatherly hug and by gently stroking/caressing Dylan's now-blonde hair. Lucifer then encourages the transformed once-Dylan entity to test his own six feathery wings (which Lucifer also has) for flight effortlessly and encourages the once-Dylan fallen angel to test his supernatural powers (angelic magic, demonic magic, supernatural hand-to-hand combat, super strength, portal creation, size manipulation, duplication, liquid manipulation, pyrokinesis, conjuration, shapeshifting, etc), the once-Dylan fallen angel also tests his wings and supernatural powers out of curiosity (all aided by his newfound father Lucifer Morningstar), which the once-Dylan fallen angel shares with his true father Lucifer, along with Lucifer encouraging the once-Dylan fallen angel to test his musical and instrumental talent as well as great craftsmanship just like his father (along with knowing that he loves everything that his father Lucifer Morningstar loves, as well as knowing that he is silly and theatrical like his father Lucifer), making his father (Lucifer Morningstar) truly proud of his son (the once-Dylan fallen angel), and the once-Dylan fallen angel knows that he is truly as powerful as his father and this makes the once-Dylan fallen angel really happy, the once-Dylan fallen angel is also happy to know that he is the prince of Hell and rules all of Hell alongside his father Lucifer Morningstar (the king of Hell). The transformed entity (formerly Dylan) is given a new name (by Lucifer Morningstar) that fits with his new royal and angelic life (and the once-Dylan fallen angel accepts the name given to him), and the once-Dylan fallen angel is happy about his true fallen angel life/self and living with his caring, proud, and loving dad, Lucifer Morningstar (the once-Dylan fallen angel is grateful towards his father Lucifer and the reader thanks him for helping the once-Dylan fallen angel remember his true self (a fallen angel and both a royal prince and a son of Lucifer)), and Lucifer is genuinely happy about his son being always around him and near him, with Lucifer truly and genuinely loving his son (Lucifer even says that he loves his son), and the transformed reader truly and genuinely loving his newfound father (the once-Dylan fallen angel even truly says that he loves his father), thus permanently and completely turning Dylan into Lucifer's lookalike son. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should be quotes from the characters (from both Dylan and Lucifer Morningstar) in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
In the heart of a serene and peaceful mansion in the world of Mortals, an unassuming 15-year-old boy, Dylan, lay asleep in his bed. The night wrapped itself around him, tranquil and undisturbed. But unbeknownst to him, a supernatural decision had been made far beyond the realm of his reality. In the depths of Hell, Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell and the Sinner of Pride, yearned for a son to fill the void left by his absent family. His once grandiose dreams had dulled with isolation, but a sliver of hope remained, manifesting itself in the form of desire. And so, by some supernatural means, Lucifer departed from his fiery domain to the mortal plane, and with a flicker of angelic power, abducted Dylan from his world, pulling him into the hellish landscape of the Hazbin Hotel series. Dylan awoke abruptly, his green eyes snapping open, greeted not by the soft twilight of his room, but by gilded walls and the distinct opulence of Lucifer's royal abode. He sat up, disoriented and considerably smaller against the grandeur surrounding him. "Where am I?" he muttered, fear and confusion coloring his voice. Without a second for his mortal mind to comprehend his environment, a wave of immense power coursed through him. The change was instantaneous and all-consuming. His dark blue hoodie and cyan jeans were replaced by a flamboyant outfit that mirrored the regalia of Lucifer Morningstar. Dylan felt his body elongate, growing taller, adjusting, and adapting, now standing between 5.2 and 5.7 feet – still shorter than Lucifer at six feet. His lean mortal frame became a slender, almost serpentine silhouette with pure white skin and unimaginable strength coursing beneath. As he glanced into a mirror, he witnessed his face morph, terror flashing through his green eyes before they too shifted to that infamous yellow with red slit pupils. The room vibrated with a new resonance in his voice, "What’s happening to me?" In seconds, sharp teeth filled his mouth, replacing his normal ones. Blonde hair slicked back in a style too familiar, thick black eyebrows, and thin black lips – all transformed his visage into an eerie reflection of Lucifer himself. Though he tried to resist, his memories were besieged by new ones that clawed through his consciousness, uprooting every trace of the mortal Dylan. His past, his homeland, even the love he felt for Emma and his protective instincts towards Black crumbled and gave way to the overwhelming flood of memories and knowledge fitting of the son of Lucifer Morningstar. Every attempt to hold on to his former self was rendered futile. “No! This can’t – I can’t forget!” he inwardly screamed, battling the onslaught. But his defiance was short-lived. With each passing second, acceptance seeped into the new reality forming in his mind. He was no longer Dylan, the mortal boy from Dylanusland. He was a fallen angel, eons old, banished from Heaven along with his parents, Lucifer and Lilith. Memories of his youthful days in Heaven, followed by the eternal presence in Hell, now felt as real and lived-in as any he might have once experienced on Earth. He recalled the tenderness of his father’s guidance, the eons of existing alongside him, and navigating the complexities of Hell with royal poise and power. Even memories of being an older brother to Charlie, his sister born post-banishment, cemented themselves firmly. Lucifer Morningstar entered the opulent room, his presence towering yet comfortingly familiar. Seeing his son awake and transformed, true pride glinted in his snake-like eyes. He approached with a smile, genuine and broad. "Welcome back, my dear son. The mortal life was merely a dream, a fleeting trace. Your true essence is here, with me," Lucifer said soothingly, his voice theatrical yet tinged with a protective warmth. Dylan stared at his father, at once his memories clear and his mortal fear dissipating. He felt strangely...at home. "Father?" he asked, boyish yet with tones of angelic power similar to Lucifer’s. Lucifer pulled him into a hug, caressing his now-blonde hair gently. "Yes, you are my beloved son. And you always have been." Comforted, Dylan felt the last vestiges of his mortal self dissolve. No longer was he haunted by conflicting memories. He truly believed in the life he was now reliving, feeling the deep connection with Lucifer, who had been there for him through eons. He did not miss his mortal life, for it never felt real to him now. "Father, I remember everything. I am your son, the Prince of Hell," Dylan stated with newfound conviction. Lucifer beamed proudly. "Indeed, my boy. Now, test your wings and powers. You are as mighty as I, and together we shall rule." With an eagerness born of deep-seated memories, Dylan summoned his wings, their sheer size and beauty a testament to his angelic origin. He flew effortlessly around the room, the taste of boundless freedom and power intoxicating. Under Lucifer’s keen but warm gaze, he experimented with his supernatural abilities – conjuring objects, manipulating fire, and even attempting shapeshifting. Lucifer watched with pride, his heart swelling with genuine love for his son. "You make me proud, always," he said, his voice containing traces of his theatrical grandeur yet soaked with the earnestness of a father’s love. Dylan, the once-mortal now transformed to his true form, grinned. "Thank you, Father. I love you." "I love you too, my dear son," Lucifer replied, embracing Dylan once more. Reborn as the prince of Hell and the son of Lucifer Morningstar, Dylan had fully embraced his real identity. The ties to his false mortal life were forever severed, leaving in their wake the true legacy of pride, power, and an eternal bond with his father, Lucifer. And so, under Lucifer's vigilant eyes, Dylan lived out his eons-old existence, fulfilling his royal duties with the same flair, theatrical personality, and dedication that his newfound father possessed, both ruling Hell with an unbreakable father-son bond. The transformation was complete. Dylan was no more; the son of Pride reigned eternal.
**Title: The True Rebirth of Dylanus: Dawn of the Fallen Angel** Dylan's transformation journey begins on a dark and stormy night. In the mortal realm, Dylan lies peacefully asleep in his bed, with the moonlight softly illuminating his room. Unbeknownst to him, his life is about to change forever. Suddenly, a shadow looms over his slumbering form. It's Lucifer Morningstar, the enigmatic ruler of Hell from the Hazbin Hotel universe. With a wave of his hand, Dylan's entire being is enveloped in a shimmering light, and he is whisked away to Lucifer's opulent mansion in Hell. --- **Scene 1: Awakening in a Strange Land** Dylan opens his eyes, groggy and disoriented. He finds himself in a royal and luxurious bedroom within Lucifer’s lavish mansion, adorned with intricate designs and a grand chandelier. He looks down and notices his usual attire—a dark blue hoodie, lighter blue t-shirt, and cyan jeans are gone. Replacing them is a white-red circus ringmaster outfit, identical to Lucifer’s own, complete with a wide-brimmed top hat and an apple-top black cane by his side. "What... Where am I? What happened to my clothes?" Dylan mutters, his voice trembling with confusion. However, before he can gather his thoughts, a searing pain courses through his body. He clutches his head as his features begin to morph—his skin turning pure white, hair shifting to a slicked-back blonde with one tuft sticking out, and his height stretching to between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall. His voice changes, becoming more refined and similar to Lucifer’s but younger. "No, stop! What’s happening to me?" Dylan cries out, his voice filled with both terror and wonder. In a matter of seconds, Dylan's green irises fade into large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils. His teeth become sharply pointed, and rosy-red circles appear on his cheeks. His entire human anatomy is replaced with an ethereal, angelic form, devoid of a nose or ears. He’s no longer the 15-year-old mortal boy he once was, but rather a young fallen angel. --- **Scene 2: The New Reality** Lucifer Morningstar steps into the room, towering over Dylan with a warm but authoritative presence. "Welcome, my son," Lucifer declares, his voice echoing with power and a hint of theatricality. "You are home now." Dylan, or the fallen angel he has become, tries to protest. "No, I’m... I’m Dylan... I lived on Earth... Dylanusland... My girlfriend, Emma, my brother Black..." He grasped his head, fighting against the flood of new memories. His mortal past begins to dissolve, replaced by visions of eons past—angelic realms, and his long history alongside his father, Lucifer Morningstar. The memories he desperately clings to slip away, taking his mortal identity with them. “No... I can’t forget... I have to remember...” Dylan’s voice weakens as the memories of his true fallen angel past overwhelm him. Lucifer approaches, a comforting smile on his lips. "My dear child, your mortal life was but a fleeting dream. You are my son, a prince of Hell, and always have been." He places a gentle hand on Dylan’s shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. As the last vestiges of his mortal identity fade, Dylan looks up at Lucifer with recognition and acceptance. "Father... I’m sorry I ever doubted my place here." Lucifer smiles warmly, embracing his son. "It’s alright, my dear. You’re home now. Embrace your true self." --- **Scene 3: Testing New Powers** Feeling a sense of surreal comfort, the newly transformed fallen angel looks at his father with adoration. "What should I do now, Father?" Lucifer’s eyes gleam with pride. "Let us test your wings and powers, shall we? Spread your wings, my boy." With a nod, the fallen angel’s six angelic wings burst forth, majestic and ethereal. He flaps them tentatively, then with growing confidence, takes to the air, gliding effortlessly around the room. Lucifer watches with satisfaction. "Excellent, now try your powers," he encourages. The fallen angel focuses, summoning angelic and demonic magic with ease, creating portals, manipulating liquid, and even conjuring a small rubber duck, much to Lucifer's amusement. "This... This feels incredible! I always was a fallen angel, wasn’t I?" the fallen angel says, looking at his father. "Indeed, and you share in my strength, cunning, and flair for theatrics. You are my proud son," Lucifer replies, his voice brimming with pride. --- **Scene 4: Embracing a New Life** The transformed entity feels a profound sense of belonging and joy. He knows now that his mortal life was but an illusion. His true identity, a fallen angel and son of Lucifer Morningstar, empowers him with purpose. "Thank you, Father, for helping me remember my true self. I love you," the fallen angel states earnestly. Lucifer, moved by his son's declaration, replies gently, "And I love you too, my son. Trust that you will always find safety and comfort here with me." The fallen angel, buoyed by his newfound strength and identity, looks toward his future with anticipation. "What is my name, Father? My true name?" Lucifer smiles brightly, placing a hand on his son's shoulder. "Your true name is Luxius. Embrace it, and take your place beside me, Luxius Morningstar, prince of Hell." Luxius Morningstar nods, embracing his identity and heritage with pride and determination. As father and son, they rule Hell together, a powerful duo bound by blood and destiny. --- **Quote Summary:** **Dylan (before transformation):** "What... Where am I? What happened to my clothes?" "No, stop! What's happening to me?" "No, I'm... I'm Dylan... I lived on Earth... Dylanusland... My girlfriend, Emma, my brother Black..." **Lucifer Morningstar:** "Welcome, my son. You are home now." "My dear child, your mortal life was but a fleeting dream. You are my son, a prince of Hell, and always have been." "It’s alright, my dear. You’re home now. Embrace your true self." **Luxius Morningstar (formerly Dylan):** "Father... I’m sorry I ever doubted my place here." "This... This feels incredible! I always was a fallen angel, wasn’t I?" "Thank you, Father, for helping me remember my true self. I love you." **Lucifer Morningstar:** "And I love you too, my son. Trust that you will always find safety and comfort here with me." "Your true name is Luxius. Embrace it, and take your place beside me, Luxius Morningstar, prince of Hell." And so, Dylan's transformation is complete, permanently and irreversibly making him Luxius Morningstar, the proud and powerful son of Lucifer Morningstar. In this new life, he finds purpose, strength, and an unbreakable bond with his father, ruling over Hell with grandeur and delight.
**Transformation Story of Dylan the Dylanus into the Son of Lucifer Morningstar** --- **Act I: The Lonely King of Hell** In the sprawling mansion deep within the depths of Hell, Lucifer Morningstar found himself grappling with a profound loneliness. Despite his grandeur and power, the recent estrangement from his wife Lilith and the growing distance from his daughter Charlie had plunged him into a deep, melancholic state. The joyous laughter and bustling presence that once filled his abode had become a distant memory. Lucifer yearned for companionship, someone who could share his life in Hell and reign alongside him. His mind drifted to the idea of having a son — a loyal, royal bloodline extension of himself. With his immense supernatural powers, Lucifer ventured beyond the fiery realm of Hell and into the mortal world to fulfill this desire. His eyes fell upon a sleeping boy named Dylan. --- **Act II: Dylan's Abduction and Arrival in Hell** Dylan lay in his bed, dreaming of his adventures in Dylanusland, unaware of the impending change that was about to shatter his reality. Suddenly, a sensation like a powerful force enveloped him, and everything turned dark. Dylan didn’t even stir; he simply phased from one plane to another, transported by Lucifer’s immense power. When Dylan opened his eyes, he found himself in an ornate room unlike any he had seen before. The room was lavish, decorated with gold and crimson, and emitted an otherworldly aura. Dylan rubbed his eyes, sitting up in bed, confused. "Where am I?" he muttered, looking around. A deep, melodic voice resonated through the room. "Welcome to your new home," said Lucifer Morningstar, stepping forward with an enigmatic smile. --- **Act III: The Transformation** Lucifer stretched out his hand, and Dylan’s body began to change. His dark blue hoodie and jeans morphed into an outfit identical to Lucifer’s — a red-lined and red-trimmed white popped-collared tailcoat suit, complete with a wide-brimmed white top hat. Dylan’s body grew taller, his lean frame expanding slightly to a height between 5.2 and 5.7 feet. His skin turned a flawless, pure white. His brown hair slicked back and turned a golden blonde, with one tuft sticking out. His irises dissolved into large yellow ones with red, slit pupils. As the transformation completed, Dylan’s voice gained a youthful yet regal tone, echoing the cadence of the Morningstar bloodline. He gasped, "What's happening to me? Why do I feel... different?" Lucifer spoke soothingly, "My dear boy, embrace your true self. You were never meant to be a mere mortal. You are my son, a prince of Hell." --- **Act IV: The Mental Change** Dylan’s mind began to swirl with new memories, a lifetime’s worth of experiences flooding into his consciousness within seconds. He fought desperately to hold onto his past — Emma, Black, and his old life in Dylanusland — but the power of the transformation was overwhelming. “No! I can’t forget!” he shouted, his voice echoing through the room. Lucifer stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on Dylan’s shoulder. The young fallen angel looked up at him, his eyes wide and fearful. “Hush, my son,” Lucifer said gently. “Your old life was but a fleeting dream. Embrace who you are meant to be. You are a fallen angel, born of my very essence.” Dylan’s vision blurred as his mortal memories faded into oblivion. New experiences took their place; he remembered playing with his sister Charlie, soaring through the skies with his wings, and ruling Hell alongside his father. “I... I remember now,” the newly transformed fallen angel murmured. “I was never a mortal. That life was just a dream. I’ve always been your son. Dylan is no more.” Lucifer smiled, his eyes filled with pride. "That's right, my boy. You are my son, now and forever." --- **Act V: Embracing the New Self** The fallen angel, now fully integrated into his new existence, felt a wave of contentment wash over him. He looked at his father with gratitude. “Thank you, Father. I feel… complete.” Lucifer wrapped his arms around his son, giving him a gentle, comforting hug. “I promise to protect you, my son. You are safe here with me. Now, why don't you test your wings and powers?” The young fallen angel nodded, summoning his six feathery wings and spreading them wide. With a graceful leap, he soared around the room, effortlessly mastering the art of flight. He then tested various supernatural powers, conjuring flames, creating portals, and even duplicating himself, much to Lucifer’s delight. “You’ve done splendidly, my son. I’m proud of you,” Lucifer declared, a genuine smile gracing his lips. “Your name shall now be Orion, fitting for a prince of Hell.” Orion grinned, feeling a deep sense of belonging. “Thank you, Father. I love you.” “And I love you, my son,” replied Lucifer, his voice filled with warmth. “Together, we shall rule Hell and ensure its order and grandeur.” As father and son embraced, Orion felt an unbreakable bond forming. His transformation was complete, his mortal past forgotten, replaced by an eternal future alongside his true father, Lucifer Morningstar. --- Thus, Dylan the Dylanus ceased to exist, and in his place stood Orion, the proud fallen angel son of Lucifer Morningstar. The transformation was permanent and complete, forever binding Orion to the royal bloodline and the grand legacy of Hell.
The night was a serene one in Dylan's room, his familiar surroundings of his own house providing a comforting silence. Dylan, a 15-year-old boy with a lean build, tan skin, and green eyes, nestled into his bed, drifting into dreams. His medium-length brown hair lightly swished with every slight move he made in his sleep. His usual garb of a dark blue hoodie and lighter blue t-shirt, paired with cyan jeans and black tennis shoes, lay beside his bed. This peace was abruptly fouled by an ethereal disturbance. The air rippled and shimmered, the fabric of reality being pierced by otherworldly powers. Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell and ruler of Pride, stepped through the rift. His pale, ethereal form emitted a faint glow, illuminating the room with an eerie yet captivating light. Clad in his circus ringmaster-inspired attire, Lucifer exuded a grandiose aura even in this quiet bedroom. Lucifer gazed at Dylan and whispered softly, "You've suffered enough in your mortal life, my dear child. It's time for you to join me, where you truly belong." With a wave of his hand, the very essence of Dylan seemed to be lifted, transported to the depths of Lucifer’s opulent mansion in Hell. Dylan’s eyes fluttered open, but he was not in the familiar sight of his room. Instead, he found himself in a luxurious, gold-adorned chamber, unfamiliar and yet oddly comforting. Dylan jolted up, his surroundings finally registering. "Where...where am I?" His voice quivered with confusion and fear. He glanced at himself in the mirror on the opposite side of the room and gasped. His once-tan skin had turned an unearthly pure white. His green eyes were replaced with yellow, iris-less eyes with red slits for pupils. His athletic build had morphed into an unnaturally slender frame. His brown hair was now a slicked-back blonde with a single tuft sticking out. "This has to be a dream," he muttered, unsure and scared. But the voice that emitted was not entirely his own; it bore an eerily familiar resemblance to Lucifer's, only it was younger. "What is happening!" Lucifer’s voice echoed through the extravagant room, "You are awakening, my son. The mortal world you recall was but an illusion. Welcome to your true home." As he tried to muster his memories, a tidal wave of new thoughts and realizations crashed into his mind. He recalled eons spent with his father, Lucifer Morningstar, and the acceptance of his roles as a Prince of Hell. Memories of being an angel, banished alongside his parents, and training under Lucifer's watchful eyes formed vividly. The transformation was now complete, and the one who was Dylan realized that the mortal world was only a dream. His powers, his immortality, and his regal responsibilities all made perfect sense now. He smiled, a grin that mirrored Lucifer’s, bright and mischievous. "Father," the transformed Dylan spoke, slipping seamlessly into his new identity, "thank you for guiding me." Lucifer approached, his smile warm and genuine. "My dear son," Lucifer said, his voice filled with pride, "my guidance was only needed because your potential was always there. It’s time to spread your wings. Test your powers, just as I have." The newly transformed fallen angel, now unfurling six magnificent wings, did just that. He levitated effortlessly, feeling the rush of wind beneath his feathers. With every flap, new powers unfurled within him—portals burst into existence, flames danced at his fingertips, and he could create multiple images of himself with a mere thought. Lucifer's heart swelled with pride. "You are truly my son," he exclaimed, embracing him, his voice trembling with lasting affection. "We will rule Hell together, and create wonders never seen before." With newfound confidence and mastering of his abilities, the once-Dylan felt complete. "I am proud to be your son, Father. Together, we are stronger," he vowed, sincerity ringing in his voice. "And I, as your father, promise to always be by your side," Lucifer declared with a gentle caress of his son’s hair. "You were never a mortal boy. It was all but a dream, a mere illusion." Lucifer’s voice was firm yet comfortingly persuasive. "You are a fallen angel, my dear child. You have always been." Warmth flooded the transformed entity, acknowledging the permanent change. "I understand now," he acknowledged. "I am grateful to be by your side, Father." He said, genuine love shimmering in his newfound personality. The transformation was final and eternal. The boy who once was Dylan had vanished completely, leaving behind only the Prince of Hell, to rule and thrive alongside his father, Lucifer Morningstar. With a thankful heart and fulfilling happiness, he accepted his new identity, embracing the name given to him by Lucifer. Together, father and son looked upon their kingdom, ready to make new memories and conquests that would etch their legacy into the annals of Hell. "I love you, Father," Lucifer's son said with an earnest and heartfelt tone. "Love you too, my son," Lucifer replied, his voice filled with an unshakeable, paternal bond. Thus, the cycle of transformation was completed, and the newly formed fallen angel found his true place, eternally bound to the world he now unequivocally recognized as his own.
The night was serene and calm when Dylan, a fifteen-year-old boy, drifted into his usual peaceful slumber in his cozy bed. His room, a sanctuary filled with mementos of his battles, love, and joy, was silent. But elsewhere, in a dimension beyond human grasp, Lucifer Morningstar, the King of Hell, experienced a profound loneliness. With his wife Lilith separated from him and his daughter Charlie involved in her own endeavors, he yearned for the companionship of another child. Driven by this desire, Lucifer ventured into the mortal realm. Lucifer’s presence was an ethereal shadow crossing into the human world. With a subtle whisper of dark magic, he enveloped Dylan in an aura that transcended dimensions. Dylan vanished from his bed, reappearing in a royal mansion somewhere in Hell, specifically in a lavish room that was a stark contrast to his humble earthly abode. Dylan stirred awake, his body feeling strangely different. He opened his green eyes, glancing around the meticulously decorated room. The scenery was opulent, almost otherworldly. Panic began to rise within him as he noticed the opulent room he found himself in, one that seemed far grander than his simple room back on Earth. "Where am I?" Dylan muttered, his voice trembling with confusion and dread. A soft, unnervingly calm voice echoed in the room. "You are home, my son," Lucifer said, stepping into the light. He appeared as grand and theatrical as ever—a tall, slender figure adorned with his signature white top hat and striking red and white outfit. "Who... who are you?" Dylan stammered, backing away instinctively as he observed Lucifer's intimidating yet charismatic presence. "You may call me Father," Lucifer said, his voice mellifluous and commanding. "And you are now with your true family." Dylan felt an inexplicable change surging through his body, starting from his feet and crawling upward. The dark blue hoodie and jeans were replaced by an ornate, red-and-white tailored suit identical to Lucifer's. His shoes morphed into heeled black knee-high boots. His hands were now encased in black leather gloves, a golden ring forming on his left pinkie finger. "No... no, this can't be real," Dylan whispered to himself, trying to hold on to his identity. "I'm Dylan! I have a family, I have friends!" Lucifer watched with an amused yet empathetic expression. "Fight it all you want, but this is your true self revealing itself," he said softly, observing the transformation unfold. "Embrace it, my son." Dylan's body stretched, growing taller yet stopping between 5.2 and 5.7 feet. His lean build became unnaturally slender without body fat, and his tan skin turned into an ethereal, pure white. His brown hair changed to a slicked-back blonde with a single tuft sticking out rebelliously, mirroring Lucifer's. As his green eyes morphed into large, yellow iris-less eyes with red slits, a pair of rosy-red circles appeared on his cheeks. "No... I don't want to lose myself," Dylan cried, but his voice was changing, becoming smoother yet younger and eerily similar to Lucifer's. "You were always meant to be this way," Lucifer cooed, stepping closer. He placed a gentle hand on Dylan's back, where six feathery wings suddenly emerged effortlessly. Dylan trembled as alien memories flooded his mind, replacing his mortal experiences. He could no longer remember his home, his friends, or even his love Emma. Instead, he remembered eons of existence, his angelic origins, the fall from Heaven, and the time spent growing up in Hell beside his parents, Lucifer Morningstar and Lilith. He remembered playing his roles as the prince of Hell beside his younger sister Charlie. Every last bit of his former human existence was being erased and overwritten by a new identity. Lucifer's soothing tone guided him, "Do not fear these new memories, my son. This is your truth. Embrace your power and your heritage. You are royalty, a proud fallen angel." "I... I..." Dylan's resistance waned as his mortal memories were completely replaced, his new self accepting the reality of being the fallen angel son of Lucifer Morningstar. Those green eyes now saw nothing but loyalty and affection for his father. "I understand now," Dylan said, his new voice filled with newfound confidence and clarity. "I am your son, always have been. My mortal life was nothing but a dream." With a genuine smile, Lucifer responded, "Yes, and I am proud of you. You are my pride and joy, my son. Now, rise and show the world your true power." Lucifer enveloped his son in a comforting hug, caressing Dylan’s now-blonde hair. "I promise to protect you from all dangers and nightmares," he assured. Dylan felt a comforting warmth and attachment towards his father, an emotion that made every bit of fear and confusion fade away. Dylan, testing his wings for the first time, soared around the lavish room. He began exploring his supernatural abilities under Lucifer’s guidance, conjuring fire, manipulating liquids, teleporting with ease, and even practicing his musical talents. "Amazing," Dylan said, marveling at his abilities. "I am truly powerful, just like you, Father." Lucifer nodded with pride. "You are indeed powerful, my son. Now, as the prince of Hell, join me in ruling our kingdom." Dylan’s old life was completely forgotten, his new reality embraced with joy. He was named anew by Lucifer and accepted his new identity completely, feeling an overwhelming sense of belonging. Together, father and son, they ruled Hell with grandeur and theatricality, with Dylan's immortal soul forever etched as the magnificent fallen angel son of Lucifer Morningstar.
### Dylan's Descent: A Transformation into the Son of Lucifer Morningstar --- #### Chapter 1: A Restless Night Dylan lay comfortably in his bed, enveloped by the soft darkness of night. The kinematic sound of crickets chirping outside his window created a symphony of serenity, and he thought of his girlfriend, Emma, and how everything seemed perfect in his life. Little did he know that his reality was about to take a harrowing turn... #### Chapter 2: A Sinister Arrival Suddenly, the air grew icy, and a portal tore open in the fabric of his room. Dylan sat up, eyes wide with horror, as an ethereal figure—Lucifer Morningstar—stepped through the rift. The regal figure emanated an aura of power and pride. "Who...Who are you?" Dylan managed to stammer. Lucifer's eyes gleamed with an inexplicable warmth. "Your new father," he declared smoothly. Before Dylan could protest, Lucifer touched his forehead, and everything went dark. #### Chapter 3: Awakening in Hell Dylan groggily opened his eyes, finding himself in a lavish, royal room. Instantly, he felt different: taller, stronger, but far more than that—his very essence felt altered. He noticed his clothes had changed to a regal suit akin to Lucifer’s. His once tan skin was now pure white, his brown hair slicked back and blonde, his eyes a striking yellow with slit pupils. "What is happening to me?!" Dylan shouted, his voice already mirroring Lucifer’s timbre, albeit younger and less authoritative. #### Chapter 4: The Struggle Within His mind was bombarded with a torrent of foreign memories. While he fought desperately to cling to his old self, the personality and memories of being a royal fallen angel son of Lucifer infiltrated every fiber of his being. "I… I remember being an angel," Dylan whispered to himself in disbelief. Moments later, his mortal memories evaporated entirely, replaced by eons of celestial experiences. "It's true, I was never mortal," he murmured to no one in particular, realization setting in. Lucifer entered the room, seeing Dylan in his transformed glory. "Welcome, my son. I see you now truly remember who you are," he said, a genuine smile gracing his sharp features. #### Chapter 5: Acceptance Still disoriented but now completely devoid of his mortal past, Dylan felt a newfound calm. Lucifer walked towards him and wrapped him in a protective hug. "Dylan, your mortal life was but a dream,” Lucifer comforted. “You were, are, and always will be a fallen angel—my son. I will protect you from all that seeks to harm you." Feeling a deep sense of security, Dylan nodded, almost involuntarily leaning into the embrace. "Thank you, Father. I feel... safe and happy." #### Chapter 6: Testing New Bounds Lucifer guided his son outside. "Now, let's see what my son is truly capable of. Spread your wings, Dylan." Following his father's guidance, Dylan summoned his six angelic wings effortlessly, feeling the power coursing through them. He soared into the air, a sense of delight overcoming him. Next, he tested his supernatural abilities—manipulating fire, creating duplicates, conjuring items from thin air, and teleporting across vast expanses. Each task came naturally, as if he had always known their usage. "Impressive," Lucifer said proudly. "Truly, you are my son." Dylan beamed with pride. "Thank you, Father. I want to be everything you expect." "Then let's start with your name. From now on, you shall be known as Alaric Morningstar," Lucifer announced. "Alaric Morningstar," the once-Dylan fallen angel echoed, savoring the name. #### Chapter 7: A New Bond Alaric (formerly Dylan) and Lucifer stood atop a grand balcony of Lucifer’s mansion, looking over their kingdom of Hell. "I love you, my son," Lucifer said, his voice holding an uncharacteristic but sincere depth of emotion. "And I love you, Father," Alaric responded genuinely, feeling their bond solidify. From that point on, Lucifer and Alaric ruled Hell side by side. Alaric had embraced his true identity completely, becoming a powerful entity that his father and kingdom could always count on. The transformation was complete, the mortal boy Dylan was no more, and in his place stood Alaric Morningstar, eternally proud to be the son of the King of Hell. --- And thus ends the tale of Dylan's transformation, forever altered by celestial power, forever bound to his new royal lineage, and forever embracing his new identity. ---
Dylan, a vibrant, intelligent 15-year old, had fallen asleep one evening in his home in Dylanusland, an island in the Pacific Ocean. His dreams were filled with images of defeating villains and protecting his homeland, the dreamy bond between him and his girlfriend Emma, a perfect tropical day spent fooling around with his brother Black. But Dylan woke not in his bed on earth, but in Hell, more specifically VivziePop’s rendition of Hell as depicted in the Hazbin Hotel series. It was a lavish, royal room that seemed familiar in an eerie way. Just a dream, he thought, But his hands were not his hands. They were leaner, definitely more slender yet tightly muscled. His hoodie had been replaced by a white-red outfit, his shoes by black knee-high boots. His heart pounded as he stood up from the bed, seeing the full effect in the mirror across the room. His brown hair, now blonde, slicked back, his green eyes now large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils, with no sort of confusion or fear in them. On his back, he could feel something thick and feathery, six-fold. Confusion struck Dylan like a thunderbolt. This was him, but not him. His memories were intact. But new replaying memories bombarded him and he covered his ears, thinking it would help. But he could see them clear as daylight. Lucifer teaching him magic powers or singing him lullabies when he was scared, Lucifer comforting him during hard times, Lucifer hugging him close just to show he loved him. Lucifer was not just King of Hell, he was his father. "No, no, no! I’m Dylan, just an average boy," he whispered to himself. But the memories from Hell were more convincing. These memories wiped away the false existence of Dylan and the identity of the Hell Prince overpowered him. The human teenager he had believed himself to be no longer existed, uprooted by overpowering memories of eons spent growing up in Hell as Lucifer's son. He was no longer lost or afraid. He was home. Wandering out of his room and down the halls, his steps led him to a lavish throne room. At the throne sat Lucifer, looking over some scrolls. His gaze turned to rest on the newcomer, eyes softening at the sight. "Dylan, my boy!" Lucifer exclaimed in surprise. “Where have you been? We have missed you!” Lucifer was on his feet and within a second he was hugging the boy, relief exuding from him. “You had me worried sick!” Dylan felt every bit the prodigal son, enveloped in his father's embrace, welcomed back to a kingdom he hadn't known he'd left. His father's proximity ignited a warmth in him, a feeling that screamed, 'family.' “I’m alright, father. A bit confused. But remembering everything.” “All in due time, my boy. You are here now, safe and at home. That’s all that matters,” Lucifer reassured him. Lucifer explained to Dylan that he had always been the prince of Hell, the son of the great Lucifer Morningstar. His human memories had been a dream, and it was time to wake up. Dylan looked at his father for a while, his words sinking in. He had to accept his past, his true self. He summed up his courage and asked, “Father, can we start today? I want to remember everything. Can we go over magic lessons?” Lucifer’s face broke into a proud smile. "Of course, my son." Over the following weeks, Lucifer guided Dylan in understanding his powers. The boy was a quick learner, determined to prove himself. Apart from his angelic powers, he started to show potential in crafting rubber ducks, much to Lucifer’s delight. "Like father, like son," Lucifer chuckled. Dylan spent his days training his abilities, and getting to know his sister, Charlie. It was strange, but beautiful. This was his home. He found he was happy. Every now and then, he missed Emma and Black, but he knew it was pointless to look back. His life was here in Hell, with his father and sister. Dylan had always known he was meant for great things. He just didn’t know he’d been a prince all along. With his newfound identity, the son of the great Lucifer Morningstar, Dylan had the chance to build an empire and protect it just the way he imagined. It felt right. The young prince of Hell was ready to rule and to write his own history.
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