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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the male human reader (a boy of 7 years old) turning into Crimson (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with clothes change, age progression, height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Crimson's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader permanently and completely forget about his past self as a normal human and only remember being Crimson, an imp and a mafia leader). For Crimson's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a quite tall imp demon, standing closer in height to Blitzo, with white hair, black and white striped horns, and yellow sclera. Around his eyes are white markings, with the right being larger than the left. He possesses a crooked and bent tail with white accents near the base and on the middle of his tail fork. His appearance is similar to his son Moxxie, with similar hair and shape of his horns, however larger and slightly more jagged. Unlike his son (Moxxie), Crimson's skin is a darker shade of red and his legs appear to be plantigrade (like a human's), rather than digitigrade, but still have red cloven hooves. All of Crimson's teeth are sharp fangs, while one of his fangs is a golden fang unlike the other teeth (which are white). Crimson's attire consists of a red high-collar shirt that grips his neck, topped by a navy blue coat with light blue accents, thin red stripes, red buttons, and red lining. His pants are dark blue which also have thin red stripes, and his shoes are black and red-heeled dress shoes. He also wears a black fedora with a red and white band. Crimson is a vicious and extremely ruthless crime boss that controls a large army of shark-like demon gangsters. He is horrifically abusive towards Moxxie since his childhood, constantly levying physical and psychological abuse towards Moxxie, and by extension his wife. He cultivates an aura of fear in those that know him, even towards his own family members and close associates like Moxxie and Chazwick. Ultimately, his greed and power come first to him, and he harbors no remorse for his victims. This comes to the point that he appears mentally prepared to kill blood-related family members, such as his wife and Moxxie, to advance his personal goals. Despite this, he is capable of exhibiting a seemingly jovial, warm, happy, and even charismatic presence when he chooses to do so, such as during his initial meeting with Blitzo and Millie, or during moments when he feels comfortable. However, he can be quick to discard this external display of affection as required. For Crimson's preference, he likes smoking, monetary gain, organized crime, mistreating Moxxie, and hanging body parts of his victims as house decorations; he however dislikes anyone who double-crosses him, anyone lesser than him, and anyone talking back to him. The story would be that Crimson's shark-like demon mafia group (with Alessio leading the other shark-like demons) wanted a leader of their own, and (unbeknownst to kid reader) the show's characters are self-aware. So out of supernatural reasons, the shark-like demons briefly leave the world of Helluva Boss and visits the real world to to abduct the reader and bring him to Crimson's house back in the Helluva Boss world, before they strapped him onto an invention that the demon mafia discovered on an alleyway, and turned the reader into Crimson (in both body and mind), and the transformation is permanent and irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Alone, he sat in his bedroom, the flickering screen of his television casting eerie shadows on the walls. The seven-year-old boy snuggled deeper in his blanket, eyes wide with awe and fear as he watched the vicious Crimson from Helluva Boss, ruling his mafia empire with ruthless efficiency. Crimson was a terror for those around him, something even the boy could understand. Little did he know, his fascination would take a turn he could never have anticipated. Suddenly, the room lit up with an unearthly glow. The boy turned, his heart pounding in his small chest, and came face to face with Alessio and his shark-like demon mafia group. The sight before him was enough to make the boy scream, but before he could manage to breathe, a strange force consumed him, and the next thing he knew, he was standing in an unfamiliar, lavishly decorated house. Fear clenched his small heart, tears dripping down his cheeks unbidden, as Alessio quickly strapped him onto a strange contraption. "Hold still, kid," he growled, his voice echoing ominously in the luxuriously daunting room. A neon button, shimmering with tantalizing danger, beckoned Alessio, who, with a smirk, pressed down. The boy convulsed as an irrepressible force latched onto him sending him spiraling into a whirlwind of pain and confusion. He could feel himself growing, his body stretching and morphing into something unfamiliar yet remarkable. His skin darkened into a deep red, his dainty fingers hardened into sharp claws, and his teeth painfully formed into vicious fangs, one glimmering in a distinct golden hue. "Oh, no! Mamma! Father!" he whimpered, trying to recall their soothing voices, their comforting words. But, as his transformation continued, his memories began to blur, a foggy haze obscuring his past. He could feel his parent's faces slipping away from him and morphing into strangers. All of a sudden, a sense of maturity overcame him. The whimsical worries and innocence of childhood were being replaced with the seasoned knowledge and shrewdness of a crime lord. He could feel the charisma, the brutal charm, and ruthless efficiency that made Crimson so dreaded. Despite himself, he felt imposing and aware of his surroundings like never before. His small attire disintegrated, only to be replaced seamlessly by Crimson's iconic red high-collar shirt and navy blue coat. His pant legs lengthened, shifting into deep, dark blue lined with thin red stripes, fitting his changing form perfectly. The black fedora formed on his head, completing his transformation. His body thrummed with new energy, his newfound height and form a showcase of demonic perfection. But his mind was an empty canvas, painted over with Crimson's memories, thoughts, and vicious personality. His fear was replaced with cunning and an insatiable hunger for power. His love for his family, his human life, was completely erased, replaced by Crimson's callous disregard for those he claimed to care for. As his transformation completed, the tears had long stopped, the boy's memories were gone. Only Crimson remained, he could feel the weight of the world as he had never before - the power, the awe, the dread. Above all, he felt ruthless, hardened by experiences he never lived, molded by a mindset he never fostered. Slowly, he glanced at his reflection in a grand mirror nearby. His face stared back at him, mature, terrifyingly powerful, and utterly ruthless. The horrific transformation was complete, and despite everything, he couldn't help but feel a heady sense of power. The boy was gone, replaced by the infamous mafia boss, Crimson, in both body and soul. As the boy-turned-Crimson smiled, a terrifying aura of authority emanated from him. "Well," he murmured, his voice echoing through the grand room, "Let's get down to business."
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