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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the mortal human reader turning into an identical clone of Lucifer Morningstar (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, height change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite his/her best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. 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, has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a black bowtie, 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 is slightly shorter than his daughter Charlie and his wife Lilith, but he is still tall compared with most other demons. 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. The story is that Lucifer Morningstar is getting bored and wanted something new and more entertaining in Hell, and Lucifer 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, Lucifer Morningstar (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 magic at the reader which turned him/her into his clone, thus permanently turning the reader into Lucifer'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 Lucifer's mind). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking.
As the familiar scenes of Hazbin Hotel played on your screen, an unsettling yet electrifying feeling washed over you. Suddenly, your cozy room fades, and in an inconceivable moment, you find yourself in Hell, face to face with Lucifer Morningstar himself. His snake-like eyes bore into yours, his wide grin revealing pointed teeth – a disarming sight. "Well, time to spice things up in Hell," Lucifer says. His voice echoes in your head and pricks at your sanity as his arm waves, a black cane with an apple-top materializing. He points the cane at you, and a jolt of energy knocks you back. His laughter fills the air as the transformation begins. Waves of searing pain crash over you as your appearance shifts. Your stature shortens slightly, drawing you closer in height to Lucifer himself. Your hair turns a radiant blonde, and your skin lightens to a startlingly pure white, so similar to the devil in front of you. From your neck sprouts a white collar, crisp and high, followed by a matching white suit that emphasized your new form. Layers build on themselves, settling one after another until a black bowtie fastens itself around your neck, along with the image of a red undershirt with white stripes. A wide-brimmed white top hat materializes on your head, decorative with a golden snake and red apple. As torturous pain echoes through your psyche, your eyes morph, gaining an eerie yellow aura, with slitted red pupils in exchange for your old ones. You sense your lips darken to black, and you taste a metallic bitterness that could only mean the formation of sharp, dangerous teeth. While your body was changing under Lucifer's magic, a more forceful and sinister transformation took place in your mind. You try to resist, but find yourself helplessly swept away with the tide of new memories, quirks, and preferences. Your complete essence is consumed in this overpowering tide, disassembling your past bit by bit, only to replace it with Lucifer's. Laughter, jokes, and moments with entertainers, you remember them all. The constant desire for polka music, the sense of fun and mischief that dances on the edge of real danger – they now feel as if they were always a part of you. Suddenly you see Lilith - your wife Lilith - mesmerizing eyes capturing your mind, love for her flooding your veins. Each other's comfort, lovers in Hell. You belonging right here, standing by her side as the ruler of Hell. Even as your old identity was fading away, the essence of Lucifer crowded every corner of your mind. You try, you push against the torrent of change, but the resistance only quickens the transformation. Finally, you remember nothing of your former existence; you are now fully immersed in the identity of Lucifer Morningstar. This new Lucifer, you, glance at your reflection in a mirror, your new form reflecting back. Behind you, the original Lucifer stands, a satisfied grin on his face. "Looking sharp, brother," Lucifer hollers, cuffing you around the shoulder. You respond with a smooth, "Why thank you, other me," your voice identical to his as you start to adjust to your new reality. The chaos and mayhem in Hell now seem just a little less intimidating, replaced by a vaguely amusing concept. Lucifer couldn't help but laugh, the sound echoing eerily around the room. So the transformation was complete. He had finally found some new entertainment in Hell. He had found himself.
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