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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader being cursed and transformed at every full moon night into Alastor (from the adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression (growing from a normal height to 7 feet tall), voice 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 the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) full of sharp, yellow teeth (he has no ability to frown due to this permanent smile). 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. His voice also sounds like it is coming from an old-fashioned vintage radio. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). For his personality, 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 manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), 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. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that the reader has been cursed by an evil gypsy woman to transform into a demonic creature every full moon night; however, the reader just laughs off and believes that it was just a lady doing a scary yet silly prank. Just days later, at one night, however, when the moon is full, the reader undergoes a transformation. But he/she does not transform into a werewolf as he/she initially believes/thinks by the start of the transformation, instead, the reader transforms (against his/her will) completely into Alastor the Radio Demon, in both body and mind, every full moon night (the reader tries to fight back all the changes and call for help, but to no avail), leaving the reader now completely transformed into Alastor (known to himself and the terrified humans as "Were-Alastor" or "WereAlastor" (which he also calls himself) due to transforming from a mortal human every full moon night). Alastor, formerly the human reader, now broadcasts throughout the mortal realm (Earth) as well as kill and feast on any mortal humans and their souls from the mortal world every night on Earth when the moon is full. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
As the last lights of evening eased into the moonlit heavens, you, a lover of all things peculiar, found yourself becoming the main captivator of an unexpected predicament that would twist your life forever. While journeying through a street fair, a mysterious old woman with piercing green eyes chided you insolently and proceeded to curse you. Her words haunted you, "Every full moon night, you shall not be thyself, rather consumed by the entity you perceive as fiction, Alastor, the exquisite yet monstrous being from Hazbin Hotel." Like anyone else, you dismissed it as a farce. However, skeptics yield great tales. Soon, your calmness would transpose into something far more complex. Days rolled on until the moon finally revealed its complete magnificence. As you lay in bed, a sudden cold rushed through your spine. Panic brewed within you as the curse echoed in your head. Suddenly, a searing pain hit and you could feel your muscles flex involuntarily. Gradually, your body began expanding, limbs stretching from your average standing height to a towering seven feet. Your compact athletic build had to make room for a broadened shoulder width with a slim torso; your curved femininity (or masculinity) reshaping into an unnatural bony anatomy. As you glanced in the mirror, your skin drained of its usual warmth, assuming a beige pallor. Your once tame hair transformed into an angled bob cut, its pinkish-red hue and black tips were a stark contrast to your natural locks. The reflection showed two small black antlers jutting from your crown. You watched as your dark eyes morphed into a chilling shade of red. Your clothes morphed as well, the everyday attire of tee-shirts, and jeans making way for a red pinstripe coat, a bright red dress shirt, complete with a knotted bow tie, black dress pants and pointed toe boots. A dark red monocle appeared covering your right eye. A vintage-style microphone cane just materialized in your hand. Your voice, the one you had heard every day for years, altered horrifically - becoming deeply masculine, echoing the vintage radio sound Alastor is known for. In spite of all the physical changes, the worst part was the takeover of your mind, the transformation of your personality. Try as you might, you found your memories, desires, all that makes you 'you,' being replaced by those of Alastor. Losing your individuality was the real curse. No longer you, now Alastor, your nature was meticulous yet extremely deranged, a dandy wrapped in beautifully deceptive charm. As your mind filled with Alastor's cunning persona, flashes of his supernatural abilities flickered through - bending shadows, manipulating space-time, telekinesis, and pyrokinesis. Deal-making seemed integral to Alastor, as well as a knack for broadcasting. The full moon's curse made you unrecognizable to yourself. In the mortal realm, resurrected, reborn from dust into a devilish personality of 'radio-wave' charm. The curse meant more than bodily transformation; it was the ghastly amnesia of your human identity, casting you deeper into the abyss of Alastor with every passing moon. Transformed into Alastor, you found yourself living in the full moon night, mastering his persona, his magic, getting lost in 'the picture show.' Alastor's sarcastic yet seemingly alluring personality thirsted for chaos. The once peaceful full moon night now hosted an array of sounds, broadcasting his voice: "Ladies and Gentlemen, lend an ear, for it's none other than Alastor, the Radio Demon!" The humans scattered in fear at the sound of your snarky tone, their fearsome whispers of the WereAlastor fueling your antics. The morning after, as the moon bid farewell, the city lay in chaos, frightened whispers of your raucous misadventures punctuating the silence. As the transformation receded and your once familiar face returned in the mirror, you hardly remembered the man (or woman) behind the reflection. The entirety of your past human life started to feel like a dream, a dream that was fading away, replaced by the overpowering reality of Alastor, the Radio Demon. Yet, as your humanity held on by threads, deep within, you longed for solace, clutching onto the fading reminiscences of a life you once recognized as your own. The curse continued its unforgiving torment, threatening to wipe away the last vestiges of your identity. With every rising moon, you were becoming less and less of 'you' and more of Alastor. The old gypsy woman's curse had come true... you were the embodiment of Alastor, and it seemed like there was no turning back.
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