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Rebirth in Hell: The Unforgettable Transformation into Angel Dust

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Question: Write a transformation story of a mortal human reader turning into Angel "Anthony" Dust (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), age change, height progression, reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Angel's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, and only remembered ever being a spider-like adults actor Angel Dust). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent (meaning it is forever) and completely irreversible. For Angel Dust's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a sinner demon who has a slender build (almost mimicking feminine curves, despite being a male) and he stands about 8 or more feet tall, both due to his long torso and legs, as well as his heeled boots. His fur is white and he has a mop of fluffy white hair that extends from both the front and back of his head, with splotches of light-pink across it. He also has a distinctive and focal light-pink heart pattern on the back of his head. The light-pink outline of a heart also encircles his chest, the bottom point of which extends past his waistband and down to his crotch area. His eyelids are light pink and the color extends up to his eyebrows, giving the effect of eyeshadow, and his lashes are dark and thick. His irises are cerise pink. His right eye has a light yellow sclera, his left eye has a dark sclera. He has a wide mouth full of sharp, pointed teeth and possesses a single golden fang that sits slightly to his right of center. He has a New York accent. He has three cerise-pink dots under each of his eyes, which are intended to evoke freckles, although they are actually another set of smaller eyes. He lacks a nose and ears, giving him a less "human" appearance. One of Angel's most noticeable features is his prominent chest. The chest is actually composed entirely of fluffy fur, however, which Angel intentionally pushes up into a breast-like formation with his tightly pinned jacket for show. Angel's everyday attire consists of a long light pink suit-blazer with horizontal white stripes down the length, reddish-grey miniskirt, and long reddish-grey thigh-high heeled boots, accessorized with a reddish-grey bowtie with a cerise pink center and a black choker. On his top set of arms he wears long cerise pink gloves with white detailing at the cuffs, on his bottom set of arms he wears long white gloves. Though, usually seen with six limbs (two legs and four arms), Angel has a third retractable set of arms that he usually keeps hidden but can summon at will (meaning that he can have eight limbs; two legs and six arms). Angel is gay (homosexual), brash, and sarcastic, with a quick, sharp wit, often with bad/strong language (including, but not limited to f-bomb words). He will often use these traits to deflect criticism or insults, and side-step responsibility. He will switch between playful and destructive as he pleases, and his humor tends to be crude and crass, with an emphasis on dirty jokes and innuendos, which he feels is expected of him and actively plays into. He is stylish and performs an excessive amount of confidence with his public persona, being wildly flirtatious and interested in receiving positive attention for his looks and the profile he has made for himself in Hell. He also makes a show of looking down others, declaring the other denizens of Hell to be mostly "ugly freaks". As a result, Angel can often appear flippant and callous. In reality he is preemptively defensive and hides much of his true, more sensitive and insecure, self for his own protection, not expecting those around him to show him kindness. Angel does have friends, and while he cares about them and will sometimes show signs of wanting to reach out, he keeps many walls up between himself and others, being very protective of his true feelings and avoiding holding overly emotional relationships. He holds a cynical view on the idea of redemption, although he seems to still hold onto a small hope it may be possible for him. The ongoing controlling and abusive situation he is in with his boss, Valentino, puts him under a great deal of stress at his work, and he is implied to be somewhat traumatized as a result. For Angel Dust's preferences, he likes drugs, being abrasive, pranks, getting into scraps, cooking, flirting, the color pink, money, and Italian food, but he dislikes his own feet (he would avoid sex work that involved his feet, or else he would be angry about it if it was unavoidable), losing credibility, Valentino's abuse to Angel, and memorizing scripts. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.

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In the beginning, there was Jane. A 5"4 woman with skin creamy as a pearl, a spectator of life, a reader of stories. She was a woman of age 23, a mind full of riveting facts and aspirations - a human. Her short-cut brown hair neatly rested above her average shoulders, neatness and simplicity was what she cherished. But something stirred within the heart of Jane while engrossing herself in the stories of "Hazbin Hotel". Through the opaque abyss, she found herself drawn towards one particular character, Angel Dust. That night, Jane, as always, was alone in her tiny cottage, turned a page on her e-reader, the screen sparked in silver. Pain electrified her brain. An interdimensional portal had been summoned with every pixel of the e-reader screen in the story of the Hazbin Hotel. Her ankles were suddenly long, thin, and towering above her usual height that subsequently mutated her into an intimidating 8 feet tall. A gaze held to the mirror in shock and awe, fur emerged white as snow, her current body form was a mockery of a human, and rather reflected on Angel Dust's build. The transformation permeating with each line, each plot, contouring her feminine structure into a slender, more effeminate male body. A heart shape outlined on her chest, now becoming distinctively Angel's with each passing moment. Her eyes, transitioning from a usual hazel brown to cerise pink with the light-pink outline encircling another. Reality became a changing palette, her world warped and disoriented into the world of Hazbin Hotel. Her small apartment turned into Hell, the city around her morphed, and all her cherished belongings blinked away in the wink of an eye. Forgotten memories trickled like sand in a desert, as her reality warping into the world of Hazbin Hotel. "Who am I?" She stuttered, her makeup resembled exactly that worn by Angel, her clothes just as luxurious, long white gloves sat on her six arms - two of which appeared from nowhere. She clutched her white fluffy hair furrowed in concern as a New Yorker accent slipped unknowingly from her lips - distinctively Angel Dust. As she saw the true authentic self of Angel Dust reflected in her mirror, her memory of past life began to wither. Jane fought hard not to lose herself. Deep down, she knew those memories were lost in an abyss never to return. "Am I... Angel Dust?" Her heart pounded as Angel Dust's personality consume her, old memories vanished like paper in fire and new ones flourished. Dirty jokes, innuendos, times with her friends in Hell. She remembered ever being that spider-like man and celebrity adult film star Angel Dust and nothing else. She felt the feminine stature, the longing for pink, the love for cooking, and her constant desire for positive attention. "Is Angel Dust... Me?" She was confused, disturbed, yet amazed, as Angel's view of himself seared itself into her mind. Her thoughts plagued with Angel Dust's daily struggles with Valentino, his views on redemption, his hopelessness. Her world, her existence was now completely Angel's. Forever Jane is lost and only the flamboyant spider-like character, Angel Dust, remained.

Answered by gpt-4

Dec. 28, 2023, 12:51 a.m.

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Published: Thursday, December 28, 2023

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