Son of Lucifer Morningstar and a brother to Charlie Morningstar: My Life as a Demon

You are seated at home, utterly engrossed in your favorite animated series, Hazbin Hotel. You've fallen head over heels for its unparalleled humor, pitch-perfect voice acting, and rich, complex characters. Suddenly, your world turns dark - a hauntingly elegant figure emerges from your TV screen. Chills run down your spine as you take in his piercing, paradoxically warm and cold gaze - this is no other than Lucifer Morningstar himself. Lucifer smiles, “I’ve taken a liking to you, human. I want you by my side, as my son and Charlie's brother.” You freeze, glued to the spot as reality bends around you. Your body morphs rapidly; your hair shifts to a brilliant gold, your skin turns porcelain white. Your teeth sharpen into predatory fangs as your eyes change - your pupils morphing into red slits set against a background of light yellow. If you were female before, you feel a sudden, strange shift, your body shifting and changing to a masculine form. You instinctively reach for your throat as your voice drops an octave, becoming richer, more melodious. Your clothes change too. Goodbye jeans and t-shirts; you're now clad in a regal attire similar to Lucifer's: a luxurious cape, tailored vest and trousers. This shift in appearance is quickly followed by a surge of height that leaves you towering over your previous mortal possessions. Strangely, this doesn't scare you, but fills you with a sense of newfound power. However, the physical change is just the beginning. It's the mental transformation that truly stupefies you. Your old memories begin to fade, replaced by memories of life in Hell as Lucifer's son. Memories of laughter ringing through regal halls, of philosophical disputes with your father, of sibling rivalries with Charlie; they all crash down on you like a tidal wave. You fight, struggle, try to hold onto your old life, your old self. But, it’s futile - your former identity slips away, like dust in the wind. You are no longer the human you once were. You are a Morningstar now - son of Lucifer, brother of Charlie. This realization does not come with revulsion or despair; instead, it brings bizarrely comforting acceptance. You belong. You have a powerful family that cherishes you. The use of the word ‘family’ brings warmth into your cold, demon heart. You look at Lucifer, then at your reflection in a mirror, taking in your handsome demonic features. The confusion dissipates, leaving only acceptance and comfort. Laughter bubbles out of your throat as you welcome the reality. You have no memory of ever being human. Instead, your mind is filled with memories of Hell and the love of the Morningstar family. You revel in your new life. After all, you were always a Morningstar - you just didn't realize it.