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Question: Write a transformation story of Dylan The Dylanus (an original character made by the Deviantart user Dylan613) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with sudden clothes change, sudden age progression within seconds, sudden height progression within seconds, and mind/mental change (with Dylan's personality and memories being completely replaced with Ferid's personality and memories, despite his fears and efforts of fighting back those new memories and personality (he doesn't want to turn into an evil demon), making him completely forget that he was a teenage mortal boy Dylan and only remembered ever being the king of Hell, Lucifer Morningstar). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it's forever) and completely irreversible. 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 Lucifer's appearance (after Dylan turned into him), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being thousands of years old and being immortal). 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 (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar tailcoat suit, long white poofy pants, a black bowtie, a pair of black gloves, black knee-high heeled boots, 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 has a very thin body (but is still powerful due to supernatural angelic and demonic powers) and he is slightly shorter than his daughter, Charlie, and his wife, Lilith, but he is still quite tall. 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. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Dylan was in his room, jeans worn in from hours of time spent running and playing. He flicked his brown hair from his eyes, pushing himself to confront the artifact he held—a dark yet alluring stone. He knew the legends of demons and vampires and didn't want any part in it, but something possessed him to keep it. Dressed in his everyday clothes—a dark blue hoodie over a light-blue shirt, cyan jeans, and black tennis shoes with an x-shaped gray marking—he sighed, knowing there was no turning back. "Here goes nothing," Dylan muttered, uncertainty clouding his green eyes. He traced the contours of the stone and a bright light engulfed him. Suddenly, his body began to change. His teen voice cracked abruptly, transitioning into a deeper, more mature voice. He lurched forward as his height began to expand, rapidly evolving from his mere 4.9 feet to match a body biologically appearing mid-to-late 20s body. "What the hell is happening to me?" he mumbled, words slurred, echoing around his empty room. His tan skin drained into a deathly pale shade. Blonde hair replaced his brown locks, cascading down in loose waves to his shoulders. In the mirror, he watched as his gaze flickered from green to yellow with red slits, giving a snake-like appearance. The edges of his mouth stretched into a grin that revealed a mouth full of razor-sharp teeth —a chilling sight even for him. He almost didn't recognize his own voice when he said, "Look at me, turning into a monster." But then, he wasn't just Dylan anymore. His mind clouded, memories of his life replaced with unfamiliar ones; rulership, demonic realms, a love for a woman named Lilith. Fight it, Dylan, he wanted to scream. But the Dylan he knew was disappearing fast. Love for Emma, brotherly bond with Black, his fear for vampires and demons—everything disappeared in an overwhelming fog. His memories, fears, laughter—everything was erased, replaced with something far more sinister. "I remember... Hell," he said at last. His body convulsed as clothes morphed. His hoodie and jeans changed into an elegant white tailcoat suit, a black bow tie, and white poofy pants. Black gloves replaced his bare hands, and knee-high heeled boots took over his tennis shoes. A dark cane topped with an apple appeared in his hand, matching a top hat that suddenly adorned his head. A golden ring nestled on his pinkie finger, symbolizing a bond he didn't know he had. There was no trace left of Dylan. In his place stood Lucifer Morningstar, his transformation complete. He was a lover, a husband, a charismatic menace. Dylan's kindness and patience were gone, replaced with Lucifer's regal air, self-indulgence, and a sense of danger. "Ah, the king of Hell returns," Lucifer said, his voice nothing but a cruel echo of Dylan. And as he walked out of the room, he only remembered ever being Lucifer Morningstar, forever leaving Dylan behind.
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