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Melody of Shadows: Dylan's Transformation into Alastor - A Tale of Mirrored Mischief

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Question: Write a transformation story of Dylan The Dylanus (an original character made by the Deviantart user Dylan613) turning into an identical clone of Alastor the Radio Demon (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with clothes change, age progression, height progression, and mind/mental change (with Dylan's personality and memories being completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite his efforts of fighting back those new memories and personality, making him completely forget that he was a teenage mortal boy Dylan and only remembered ever being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Dylan's 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. Dylan is a kind, considerate, smart, and understanding character, who is a love interest to Emma (his girlfriend) and is playful around his slightly older, smarter brother Black. Despite his small frame and being a teen, he goes in the way to protect his homeland against various villains and monsters (always successful, even if some are more difficult than others). Despite these traits, he does have some flaws, such as his intolerance to swearing (which aren't present in his homeland), being quite weak without superpowers (which he actually does not have and only obtains them when using special devices), and has fear of vampires and demons alike since he views them as nothing more than pure evil monsters. For Alastor's appearance (after Dylan turned into his), 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 and is, biologically, somewhere in his 30s or 40s when he died as a human before arriving to Hell as an immortal demon. 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 hoofed toes and red 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 (despite having a permanent smile), so he wanted a twin brother to cause more chaos and he finds Dylan and turns Dylan into his completely identical clone in both body and mind (against Dylan's will), thus leaving two Alastors in the wake to cause more "interesting" events and scenarios.

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Dylan was an average kid, living in an average world. He went to school, hung out with his friends, fought the occasional neighborhood villain, and was completely unaware of the scheming eyes of a dastardly demon. One day, while Dylan was taking a breather after defeating a rather daunting monster, a strange energy filled the air. Dylan looked up, confused. Slowly, his surroundings started to blur and distort. He felt his body lift off the ground before being thrust into a bizarre, dark land. Not sure where he was, Dylan began to panic. From the shadows emerged the eerie figure of Alastor the Radio Demon, who had no qualms about revealing his plan. Dylan's heart pounded furiously in his chest as Alastor described his boredom and his intention of turning Dylan into his identical twin. He protested vehemently, but Alastor merely chuckled, bared his teeth in a chilling smile, veiled his eyes with a cunning and cruel glint. Dylan could tell that his cries fell on deaf ears; after all, they were in Hell, a place of no mercy. Despair quickly turned into determination as Dylan steeled himself, refusing to give up. But the more he fought, the more he felt changes blooming within him. His once soft, medium-length brown hair began to shorten, changing hue from that earthy brown to a vibrant reddish pink; streaks of remaining ends gaining a startling black, mimicking the hair of the Radio Demon himself. His stature stretched considerably from his usual 4.9 feet, to a towering figure of 7 feet tall. The alterations were excruciating, threading through each pore, radiating throughout his entire being. His amiable face hardened, a conceited grin etching itself permanently on his lips. His eyes began to gleam startlingly bright red, the pupils transforming into thin black slots, the grin, teeth growing sharper, inheriting Alastors’ disquieting smile. His skin, once a young healthy tan was losing its youthfulness, ageing rapidly, turning a sickly beige shade. Despite Dylan's brave efforts, he could feel the demon's grip wrapping around his person, his will slowly slipping through his fingertips. His hoodie, blue tees, and jeans disintegrated, replaced by Alastor's attire. A red pinstripe coat clung to his now slender figure, a black cross adorning his chest. His once ordinary sneakers gave way to pointed-toe boots as the sentient microphone cane materialised before his bewitched red fingertips. Meanwhile, his memories were not left untouched. Alastor's past, his persona, effortlessly invaded Dylan's mind, overwhelming his memories. He found himself ambling through Broadway in the 1930s, taking joy in the chaos and depravity of the Great Depression. Struggling with every ounce of strength, Dylan battled to cling onto every scrap of his life – his family, his friends... Emma. But with each passing moment, Dylan could feel his existence dwindling. He could barely remember his brother, Black. Emma’s face started to blur in his quickly fading memory. His fear of vampires and demons was dissolving, replaced by the enjoyment of terrorising others. In the end, Dylan ceased to exist. What remained was an identical replica of Alastor the Radio Demon, the dapper, causal cruelty painting his behaviour and mannerisms; the cheerful smile hiding the terrifying reality. Alastor gazed at his new twin brother approvingly, a sadistic amusement twinkling in his eyes. Glancing at his reflection in a nearby mirror, the former Dylan couldn’t help but smile. Finally, Hell was about to get twice as interesting.

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Jan. 11, 2024, 6:28 p.m.

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Published: Thursday, January 11, 2024

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