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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the teenage or adult male human reader (between 5.9 - 6 feet tall on average) turning into the son of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel made by VivziePop), complete with art style shift (the reader is now in the cartoon world of the Hazbin Hotel animated series, and the reader himself now becoming cartoony and having the same art style as all of the other Hazbin Hotel characters, rather than being a live action person or real life person), clothes change (the reader's human clothes instantly replaced by a new outfit similar or identical to Lucifer's outfit), age change (becoming either a teenager or a young adult who is biologically between 15-22 years old, being younger than Lucifer in age, despite now being even older than Earth itself and being immortal like his newfound father Lucifer), height regression (just higher than 5.2 feet tall but shorter than 5.7 feet tall (due to becoming a (young) fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar, the reader becomes shorter than Lucifer Morningstar, who is the reader's newfound father)), voice change (the reader's voice changing to fit with the Morningstar bloodline, similar to but not identical to Lucifer's voice, albeit in a somewhat younger voice), and instant mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced within seconds or minutes by a new personality and new memories of being part of the royal Morningstar family, despite his best efforts on fighting off those new memories, making him completely forget about his past average and mortal human self and everything before the transformation, and he now only remembers being a lookalike son of Lucifer Morningstar). For the reader's new self (who is now truly a fallen angel and not a normal or mortal human he once thought himself to be), he is shorter than his previous self (he is now between 5.2 and 5.7 feet tall) and he is slightly shorter than Lucifer Morningstar's 6-foot height (due to the fallen angel reader's younger age than his previous human age and due to the fallen angel reader being younger than his father Lucifer), he now has an unnaturally-slender body (having very thin, unnoticeable yet extremely powerful muscles and having no body fat) with a literally pure white skin and dark grey forearms, just like Lucifer Morningstar himself. The reader in this form has blonde slicked-back hair (with one tuft sticking out exactly like Lucifer's hairstyle), thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, a mouth full of sharp white teeth (not just the canine teeth being sharp, but all his teeth have also become sharp teeth), a large rosy-red circle on each cheek, and large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils and light purple eyelids, like Lucifer, who is his new dad. The reader in his fallen angel form has no nose or ears, also just like Lucifer. Also, if the human reader had any, the fallen angel reader does not have any beard, mustache, sideburns, nor stubble, just as Lucifer doesn't have any facial hair other than eyebrows or eyelashes. The reader, now a son of Lucifer Morningstar, wears a completely identical outfit to his newfound father (Lucifer). He also has immortality, every supernatural powers, his personality, and his preferences that are all completely identical to Lucifer's own immortality, supernatural powers (having all the same supernatural powers as Lucifer Morningstar's supernatural powers), bird-like angelic feathery wings, personality (including but not limited to his silly, theatrical, grandiose, and dramatic nature), and preferences (Lucifer's likes and dislikes). For Lucifer Morningstar's appearance (and no, he is not Satan, since Lucifer and Satan are separate characters, and Lucifer represents the sin of Pride whereas Satan represents the sin of Wrath), he is about 6 feet (1.8 meters) tall and he has literally pure white skin, blonde hair (which is short-cut and is slicked-back with one tuft sticking out), thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white teeth, with a biologically mid-to-late 20s aged body (despite being older than Earth itself and Lucifer being immortal). He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes (which do not have irises) are light yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are light purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. His forearms also appear to be dark grey when his sleeves are rolled up. Lucifer's white-red clothing is somewhat like a circus ringmaster; he wears a wide-brimmed white top hat with a golden snake and a red apple over golden spikes which resemble a crown, and a red-lined and red-trimmed white popped-collared tailcoat suit with several golden buttons - his coat worn over a light red-and-white striped dress-shirt with two golden buttons and a small, accessorized black bowtie. He also wears a pair of long white poofy pants neatly tucked under a set of heeled black knee-high boots, and a pair of black leather gloves which covers his hands. On his left pinkie, he sports a golden ring which is presumably his wedding ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. As a fallen angel, he possesses three pairs of white wings with red feathers, which he can materialize and extend from his coat. He is shorter than his daughter, Charlie (who stands over 6 feet, around 6 and a half feet tall), and his wife, Lilith (who stands over 6-and-a-half feet tall). Despite his very thin body, Lucifer has the following powers; Flight (able to summon his six bird-like angelic wings from his back and he is capable of flying), angelic power (as a fallen angel, he possesses very strong angelic power, which holds sway over the demonic power of his contemporaries), demonic magic (as King of Hell, Lucifer has accessity to demonic magic at a much higher level than his daughter), hand-to-hand combat, super strength (as the King of Hell and one of the Seven Deadly Sins, Lucifer's strength is quite exceptional, as when he fought Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) he barely put any effort into the fight and easily defeating the powerful angel), shapeshifting (able to change into many forms at will, for example; according to the Story of Hell, Lucifer briefly took the form of a snake), size manipulation (Lucifer changes his size a few times during the song number "Hell's Greatest Dad" in the episode "Dad Beat Dad", first when he’s sitting on his throne in front of Charlie where he is very large, and the second being when he falls out of the slot machine where he is much smaller), duplication (he can create multiple copies of himself), portal creation (he is able to conjure portals as a means of instant transportation, which other demons can use), pyrokinesis (like his daughter, Charlie, he also has the power to manipulate fire at will), fire breath (in his full demon form, he can make fire come out of his mouth when he speaks), teleportation (he can teleport to any location by covering himself with glittery red mists), conjuration (he can create virtually anything he desires with a simple flick of the wrist, including but not limited to clothing, puppets, instruments, large fountains of champagne, and mountains of caviar), liquid manipulation (he is capable of carrying, manipulate, and throw yellow-colored liquid), and full demon transformation (when he takes on his full demonic form, as well as displaying his wings, he displays a pair of red horns with an orb of fire between them and a thin crown resembling a snake with an apple above his hat, while his eyes also change to have red sclera with yellow pupils, he also has a black devil-like tail with spikes that ends in a triangular tip with a red heart at the center, while demonic eyes also appear on the inside his coattails; a similar eye also appears on his bowtie, in addition, his entire body gives off a light white glow). He also has musical talent (similar to his daughter Charlie, Lucifer partakes in singing), instrumental talent (he's known to be quite a skilled in various instruments, including being a very skilled fiddle player; Lucifer also can play an accordion to a minor degree), and great craftsmanship (Lucifer spends his time making rubber ducks with various gimmicks such as flipping backwards and spitting fire). Here's Lucifer's personality; despite his status as the ruler (king) of all of Hell, Lucifer possesses a grandiose and dramatic nature, acting very over-the-top in most situations. He often switches between being silly and theatrical to awkward and melancholic. Like Charlie, Lucifer is ambitious in what he believes in. According to the storybook that Charlie read in "Overture", Lucifer was an idealistic dreamer whose accidental creation of Hell and subsequent banishment to it caused him to give up his dreams. After he and Lilith separated, Lucifer went into isolation and fell into a depression. He coped by crafting and hoarding tons of rubber ducks, spending years in his home. This obsession also caused him to become estranged from his daughter, to the point where he barely calls Charlie at all. As a father, he falls short of expectations. Although he loves Charlie dearly, he seems to be preoccupied with his own problems. He seldom calls Charlie, and when he does, it's usually because he's bored or needs something. When Charlie reached out to him for help in setting up a meeting with Heaven, he was thrilled to hear from her. However, he couldn't recall where she was or what she was doing, even though she had shared her passion project, the Hazbin Hotel, with him months ago. He also wasn't aware that Charlie was dating someone, or that she was attracted to women. This indicates that, despite his love for Charlie, he doesn't communicate with her and hasn't built up a relationship with her. Although, it was shown that Lucifer was much closer to Charlie in her childhood, only becoming more distant in Charlie’s adulthood. While he is the King of Hell, Lucifer hardly rules over his subjects and leaves them to their own devices. Lucifer dislikes the Sinners of Hell and describes them as "violent, destructive psychopaths, hellbent on causing as much pain and destruction as possible". According to him, they are all "the worst" and he does not believe they can be redeemed and he cares little for what happens to them. Despite his disapproval of sinners, Lucifer hints that he regrets his role in ever giving them free will due to what they had done with it and the consequences that came from this. On the other hand, Lucifer had arranged for a pardon of Hellborn demons with Heaven, ensuring that the Hellborn races and thus the other six rings of Hell, are untouched by the Exorcists during the yearly Exterminations. Although he understands his daughter's interest in rehabilitating Sinners, Lucifer is cynical about the idea of trying to save any of them, as he attempted to redeem sinners in the past, stating that Charlie doesn't know when he tried this all before, and that his dreams were too hard to defend. Since Heaven was so unwilling to listen to him in the past, he does not want Charlie to go through the same thing. However, she still manages to convince him to arrange a meeting in Heaven for her and Vaggie, which helps Lucifer regain faith in her plans. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. Lucifer is fiercely protective of Charlie, as seen when he threatens her bodyguards, Razzle and Dazzle, that they had better been doing their job protecting her. Later, when Alastor began rubbing in on his failings to be a proper, supportive father to Charlie and her dreams and implying to how he had taken his place as Charlie’s father figure, Lucifer displays jealousy toward Alastor, whom began to see as a rival for Charlie's affection and become insecure about his father-daughter bond with her. In the episode "The Show Must Go On," he arrived late, but joined the fight against Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) and the Exorcists, helping Charlie defeat them. He sometimes doesn't think about what he says, saying he'll "f*ck Adam" instead of saying he'll "f*ck Adam up." When Charlie corrected him, he asked what he said. He is not afraid to fight, as when he fearlessly battles against Adam. He isn't afraid to even p*ss off Adam by saying that he slept with Eve, which is left ambiguous if it either just to bait him or if it was true. He even gets carried away in fighting, like when he punches Adam over and over and was about to finish him off until Charlie stopped him. He shows more intimidation prowess when he orders Lute to take her friends and go home, but not without saying "please" in a polite manner. Here are Lucifer's preferences (his likes and dislikes); he likes/loves his daughter Charlie (he even supports his daughter), the reader in his transformed fallen angel state (even supporting the now-fallen-angel reader), circus imagery, rubber ducks (including crafting rubber ducks), singing, caramel apples, pancakes, musical instruments, girls, and polka music. However he dislikes sinners demons (including having given sinners a chance), Alastor the Radio Demon, Heaven's rules (especially Heaven's hypocrisy), the Hazbin Hotel's name (including the Hazbin Hotel's bar), someone teasing about his short height, see his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) sad, and his daughter Charlie or his new son (the fallen angel reader) getting in harm's way, and himself being separated from his wife Lilith. Here's the history of Lucifer Morningstar according to the Hazbin Hotel series (long before this transformation story took place); Prior to the creation of the Earth, Lucifer was an angel, said to be a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all creation (just like the fallen angel reader, who's not born yet), but the elders of Heaven saw him as a troublemaker who posed a threat to the order of their world. He watched as the angels began to expand the universe and the creation of Adam (the Hazbin Hotel series' main antagonist/villain) and Lilith (the first two humans). After Lilith left Adam, Lucifer met her in the Garden of Eden and the two dreamers fell in love and married with each other (resulting in the birth of the fallen angel reader). Lucifer, with Lilith and the fallen angel reader, wanting to share the power of free will, offered Adam's second wife, Eve, the Fruit of Knowledge, with this act (and unintentionally) evil made its way into the Earth which subsequently created Hell. As punishment, the fallen angel reader and his parents, Lucifer and Lilith (with Lilith now being a demon), were sent to Hell, where Lucifer and the fallen angel reader could only see the cruel and the wicked that came from humanity. Ashamed, Lucifer lost his will to dream. In Hell, now a fallen angel, Lucifer became the ruler (king) of all Hell (with the fallen angel reader being the prince of Hell) on the basis of his angelic power, ruling over all the Demons that reside there (plus, the fallen angel reader lives with Lucifer, who is the father of the fallen angel reader, in Lucifer's mansion). At an unknown point, Lucifer (along with the fallen angel reader) became part of an order of powerful demons called the Seven Deadly Sins, each member embodying a sin, with both Lucifer and his son, the fallen angel reader, being Pride. At some point, Lucifer and Lilith had their daughter named Charlie Morningstar, in Hell. At another point, Lilith left Lucifer for unknown reasons, which sent Lucifer into a deep depression and isolated himself from his kingdom and daughter as a means to cope (however, with the fallen angel reader existing with him, Lucifer is happy and proud for his son). The reclusive Lucifer and his fallen angel son now spends their time in Lucifer's home coping by crafting rubber ducks, mostly inactive ruling over Hell. At some point, he, along with his fallen angel son, had started a very successful theme park in Hell, which is called Lu Lu World, and that theme park proved to be quite popular with the denizens of Hell. Just before the story starts, Lucifer Morningstar (as stated earlier, he is not Satan, due to Lucifer and Satan being separated characters) is depressed due to his loneliness due to not having his wife or daughter around in his home (since Lilith is separated (Lilith is not divorced or dead, just left or separated from Lucifer for an unknown reason) and since Charlie has already moved on to work on redeeming sinner demons with a rehabilitation hotel "Hazbin Hotel"), and Lucifer Morningstar wanted a second child (more specifically, a son) aside from his daughter (Charlie) of his own to help him not be so depressed from his loneliness, so Lucifer (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader (who was sleeping in his bed of his house for the night in the mortal realm; he would be initially scared of Lucifer and mistake him for Satan, but Lucifer confirms that he is not Satan) and sent the reader to VivziePop's rendition of Hell as depicted in Hazbin Hotel (thus also making the reader 2D-animated and he now has the same cartoony art style as every other Hazbin Hotel character) before using his supernatural powers on the reader to literally transform the reader (while the reader is still asleep) into his very own son in both body and mind within seconds or minutes, complete with the same immortality and supernatural powers as Lucifer Morningstar (thus now making the reader a Hazbin Hotel character). The story begins when the reader mentally and literally wakes up from his sleep for real in Lucifer's mansion home (more specifically, the reader wakes up in the fancy and royal room somewhere within Lucifer's royal mansion, which he now recognizes) in an 2D-drawn Hell as depicted from the Hazbin Hotel animated series, and he wakes up, not as a human, but as a true fallen angel and a lookalike son of Lucifer Morningstar, complete with the same outfit, voice, and appearance as Lucifer Morningstar's (other than the reader's younger voice, younger appearance, and shorter height than Lucifer Morningstar's height). He would initially be confused and/or scared (all while crying out tears in both confusion and horror), but then all of his mortal personality and memories are completely replaced despite his efforts of retaining his human personality/memories (making him have no memory of ever being a mortal human or his human name, and no memories of anything before the transformation, nor the transformation that had just happened), having completely forgotten all about his human self/life and his human name, and the fallen angel reader knew that he was never a mortal human he once thought and mistaken himself to be (knowing that his human life was just a confusing and fictional dream and the reader is genuinely happy to know that he was never human) and knew he was and always had been a fallen angel (causing him to know that he was once a regular angel born to his father Lucifer, and his mother Lilith (the fallen angel reader even remembers himself as a newborn being cradled by both of his parents) prior to his banishment from Heaven before being banished from Heaven to Hell with his parents for the same reason as how and why Lucifer and Lilith were banished from Heaven to Hell) that had lived for eons before Earth existed (the transformed reader remembers Charlie, who was born in Hell centuries after the reader's and his parents' banishment to Hell, as the reader's younger sister, and remembers that he is always an older brother of Charlie), the reader remembers that he always had lived with his doting and caring father Lucifer Morningstar in Lucifer's mansion ever since the reader and his parents were banished from Heaven to Hell, the reader even remembers that he always had immortality, supernatural powers, and six retractable angelic wings (which he can summon at will), all of which since the dawn of time, and all of these powers just like his newfound father (Lucifer). The new personality and memories have completely replaced all of the reader's mortal/human memories, making the reader truly happy to know that he himself was never a human to begin with, and that he was and always has been a fallen angel and a son of Lucifer Morningstar (the reader feels truly and completely safe, protected, and comfortable with his father Lucifer Morningstar around). Lucifer is happy about the reader being his son (Lucifer's smile for the reader is genuine) and Lucifer comforts the reader by saying that the reader doesn't have to worry or be afraid since the reader's mortal human life was thankfully not real and instead was just a bad dream (Lucifer is helping the reader by guiding/encouraging the reader (including the reader's mind) to forget all about his human name and self/life and confirming that the reader was never a human (saying that his human life and self was only a bad dream), so he instead tells the reader on what and who he really is, the reader is a fallen angel like Lucifer, the reader's true father). Lucifer Morningstar also says a promise to the reader that he will protect his son (the reader) from anything dangerous and scary (even protecting his son against scary nightmares/bad dreams), making the reader feel safe and comfortable (since the reader truly believes and fully trusts him), and Lucifer would also comfort the reader by giving him a gentle/comfortable fatherly hug (as well as gently wiping away the reader's tears) and by gently stroking/caressing the reader's now-blonde hair. After all that (and after Lucifer and the reader leaves the reader's new bedroom to somewhere else in Lucifer's mansion), Lucifer then encourages the transformed reader to test the reader's six feathery bird-like angelic wings (the same as Lucifer's six feathery wings) for flight effortlessly and encourages the reader to test his supernatural powers (angelic magic, demonic magic, supernatural hand-to-hand combat, super strength, portal creation, size manipulation, duplication, liquid manipulation, pyrokinesis, conjuration, shapeshifting, etc), the reader also tests all of his supernatural powers and his six wings out of curiosity (all aided by his newfound father Lucifer Morningstar, and all testing of the reader's supernatural powers and wings are both effortless and perfect at first try), which the fallen angel reader shares with his true father Lucifer, and Lucifer also encourages the reader to test his musical and instrumental talents, as well as great craftsmanship talent just like his father (along with knowing that he loves everything that his father Lucifer Morningstar loves, as well as the reader knowing that the reader himself is silly, theatrical, grandiose, and dramatic in nature just like his father Lucifer), making his father (Lucifer Morningstar) truly proud of his son (the reader), and the reader knows that he is truly as powerful as his father and this makes the reader really happy, the reader is also genuinely happy to know that he is the prince of Hell and rules all of Hell alongside his father Lucifer Morningstar (the king of Hell), even having his own throne next to his father's throne. Rather than his old name from his old human self, the transformed reader is given a new name (by Lucifer Morningstar) that fits with his new royal fallen angel life (and the reader happily accepts the name given to him), and the reader is happy about his true fallen angel life/self and living with his caring, proud, and loving dad, Lucifer Morningstar (the reader is grateful towards his father Lucifer and the reader truly thanks Lucifer for helping the reader to remember the reader's true fallen angel self (as well as the reader himself remembering being both a royal prince and a son of Lucifer)), and Lucifer is genuinely happy about his son being always around him and near him, with Lucifer who truly and genuinely loves his son (Lucifer even says that he loves his son), and the transformed reader truly and genuinely loves his newfound father (the reader even truly says that he loves his father), thus permanently and completely turning the human/mortal reader into Lucifer's lookalike son. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible, so the reader will live forever as the son of Lucifer Morningstar. There should be quotes from the characters (from both the reader and Lucifer Morningstar himself) in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking (even including a new royal name for the now-fallen angel reader once the transformation is over). 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).
You feel yourself drifting off to sleep, your mind wandering into the vast expanse of your average, everyday thoughts. In the comfort of your bed, the worries of the day drift away into nothingness as your eyes slowly close. But tonight, it will be different. **Nyoom! A sudden jolt wakes you.** You find yourself in a strange place – not your bedroom, not any place you recognize. Before you can take in your surroundings, a tall, regal figure steps into your vision with an aura so commanding, you feel rooted to the spot. His pure white skin and sinister yet charismatic presence leave no doubt: this is Lucifer Morningstar. "There you are, my boy," Lucifer's voice echoes through the room. "Welcome home." He smiles sinisterly, a mixture of grandeur and kindness. **Panic grips you.** Questions flood your mind: Where am I? What's happening? You try to speak, but nothing comes out. Before you can react, Lucifer raises a hand. An intense light surrounds you, and within seconds, your body begins to morph. **Your height shortens,** inch by inch, until you are just taller than 5.2 feet but shorter than 5.7 feet. Your body feels as though it's being sculpted anew, your average muscle replaced by strong yet extraordinarily slender muscles. You watch your skin pale to a pure white with dark grey forearms—just like Lucifer's. **Your fingertips carefully brush your face.** No nose, no ears, not even a hint of stubble if you had any—exactly like Lucifer's. Blonde hair slicks back on its own, forming that signature tuft. Your eyes widen as the color shifts to large yellow orbs with slit red pupils, and you feel an odd, sharp sensation in your mouth as every one of your teeth becomes pointed. **Your voice changes next,** becoming smoother, more confident. It's similar to Lucifer's but distinctly youthful. You cry out, tears streaming down your face in horror and confusion. "What... what have you done to me?" you sob, voice trembling, yet undeniably melodious. Lucifer steps closer, gently wiping away your tears with a black-gloved hand. "Do not worry or be afraid, my son," he reassures you. "Your mortal life was merely a dream—a bad dream. What you feel now is the truth of your existence." **You try to hold onto your human memories,** but they slip away like sand through your fingers. Your identity, your life, everything before this moment fades rapidly. As much as you struggle, new memories form. You remember your infancy being cradled by Lilith and Lucifer, your years growing up alongside the ruler of Hell. You now remember you are not just any being; you are his son—a fallen angel with a legacy as old as time itself. Lucifer pulls you into an embrace, his true warmth seeping into your very being, erasing any last shreds of fear and worry. "I will always protect you," he whispers, caressing your blonde hair. "You are safe. You are my son." **You open your eyes with clarity.** Tears dry on your cheeks as you finally embrace the truth of who you are. Your new name, one Lucifer whispers to you, fills you with purpose and belonging: "Lucian Morningstar." **Lucian.** The name feels right. It feels like home. **Lucifer steps back, pride evident in his gaze.** "Now, my child, let us see what you can do." A wave of his hand, and six feathery wings burst forth from your back. "You share my powers," he encourages. "Test them. Fly." **With effortless grace,** you stretch your wings and lift off, exhilaration flooding your senses. "I can fly...!" you exclaim, the wind rushing past your face. The room below blurs as you soar around Lucifer's mansion. Power fills your veins—angelic magic, pyrokinesis, conjuration, and more. Your supernatural abilities mirror Lucifer's, perfectly at your command. Landing elegantly, you look at Lucifer, your heart swelled with pride. "What else do I have?" you ask eagerly. "My dear Lucian, you are a master of all that I am and more," he says, conjuring an elegant violin and handing it to you. Your fingers move over the strings with natural precision, just as he had hoped. He claps, delighted. "I've always wanted to craft rubber ducks with someone," he grins, conjuring another rubber duck. "Come, let's begin." **You find joy in crafting,** in discovering every inch of your abilities. Rubber ducks shaped to perfection, fire dancing on your fingertips, notes of music swirling in the air—all of which feels like second nature. Finally, sitting beside your father on your own throne, you understand the fullness of your being, submerged in the love and pride from Lucifer Morningstar. Looking up at him, you sincerely say, "Thank you, Father. I love you." Lucifer's smile widens with genuine warmth. "And I love you too, my son. Together, we will rule Hell." **In this realm,** in your newfound existence, you are home. Forever Lucian Morningstar, the immortal, empowered prince of Hell, sharing the legacy and throne alongside the King of Pride himself.
### You are Your Father's Son "You... You’re not Satan?" you stutter, your voice hoarse with unfamiliar dread as you face the imposingly tall figure before you. His golden hair gleams even more brilliantly within the dim room, wreathed by a circus-like suit that should strike one as ridiculous, but instead exudes an unnerving elegance. "No, I am Lucifer Morningstar, your new father," he replies, his voice smooth and theatrical, almost melodic, as if he spoke in rhyme. He raises his gloved hand, a smirk playing at his thin black lips. Before you can even protest, a wave of red mist engulfs you. You feel an abrupt, icy cold grasp at your very essence, dragging you, distorting you. Colors and shapes morph around you with dizzying speed, a surreal transition from your mundane bedroom to what seems to be a castle-like mansion in a 2D animated world. Everything has a sharp, exaggerated contrast, like you’ve stepped into a freak show poster come to life. When the world stops spinning, you awaken. You are in a luxurious, royal room adorned with opulent furnishings, red velvets, and golden trims. Disoriented, you sit up from an enormous canopy bed. Something feels terribly off—your voice cracks in a cry of horror, but it sounds different. Higher-pitched, younger. "No, no, this can’t be real," you whisper, feeling tears pricking at your eyes. You instinctively reach up, realizing your hands are now sheathed in pristine white gloves. ***Who am I?*** The thought echoes, but it's then interrupted by a flood of unfamiliar memories. You barely grasp at your fleeting human past as it's replaced swiftly and relentlessly by new thoughts. Your father’s comforting presence fills your mind. ***Lucifer Morningstar, my father.*** The realization sets in even as your human self, your very being, fights to stay afloat. Yet the new personality is overpowering. In minutes, you no longer remember what it was like to be mortal. Your past life dissolves as if it were a fading dream. "Father?" you speak out, although now the voice feels right. Familiar. Lucifer enters the room. "Yes, my son," he replies, warmth evident in his unusual snake-like eyes. You rush into his arms, your tears falling into the fabric of his extravagant suit. "They... they were just nightmares, weren’t they? The dreams of a human life?" "They were," Lucifer’s voice is soothing as he hugs you closely, stroking your now blonde slicked-back hair. "You were never human. Those were merely bad dreams. You belong here, with me. You are a fallen angel, just like I am." As he speaks, you feel a euphoric realization. You’ve always had six angelic wings, powers that were beyond any mortal comprehension, the strength to shape-shift, teleport, conjure fire, and control liquid. They’re all yours to command as easily as breathing. "Thank you, Father," you whisper thankfully, your confidence bolstered by his presence. He wipes away your tears with a gentle touch, confirming, "I am so proud of you, my son." Lucifer steps back and admires you, his genuine joy obvious. "Now, my boy, try out your wings." You comply, extending your six feathered wings effortlessly. They sprout from your back, grandiose and radiant. Experimenting with your powers is intuitive, as if muscle memory drives you. You conjure portals, manipulate fire, even alter your size. Each action feels elegant and natural. "My son, you wield these powers as I do. Truly, you are magnificent," he says, genuine pride echoing in his voice. He presents you a ceremonial scepter—a symbol of your royal status. "From today, you will be known as Lux Aeternum, the Eternal Light, prince of Hell and my beloved son." You gracefully take the scepter and stand tall. "Yes, Father, I am Lux Aeternum," you proclaim confidently. Your heart swells with pride and fulfillment, radiating the same theatrical and grandiose nature as him. Together, you walk through Lucifer’s mansion. You test each power with ease and delight, play musical instruments with newfound finesse, and craft wondrous creations. Every moment, your father’s presence and guidance fill you with inevitable joy. "I love you, Father,” you express, deeply sincere. "I love you too, my son," Lucifer replies, his voice a gentle symphony. It’s a perfect harmony of affection, power, and legacy. Any remnants of a mortal life you may have once had are now mythical; the reality is your eternal kinship with Lucifer Morningstar, your true father. You are no longer the human you were but Lux Aeternum, prince of Hell and the beloved son of the Morningstar. Eternal and irreversible—this is your new beginning, an everlasting identity one with your caring, theatrical, and magnanimous father, Lucifer.
You wake up to the luxurious sensation of silk sheets against your skin. Your surroundings are startlingly different from your familiar bedroom. Ornate, grand furniture fills the room, and intricate designs cover the walls. You attempt to sit up, and as you do, a strange, but not entirely unpleasant, sensation floods your body. You feel different, lighter, yet powerful. "What is going on?" you mutter to yourself, but the voice that comes out isn't yours—it's higher, crisp, and holds an undercurrent of authority you never had before. You try to focus on what happened, recalling falling asleep in your regular, mortal bed, only to be met with a stranger who spirited you away to this strange, new reality. Instant panic sets in, and tears sting your oddly large, yellow eyes. You rush to a mirror—there you are, but you aren't. Instead of your familiar human features, you see a cartoony figure with slicked-back blonde hair, large slit-pupil eyes of yellow with red, light purple eyelids, and a rosy-red circle on each cheek. No nose, no ears, just like the character you recognize from that animated series, Hazbin Hotel. You pull back and stumble away from the mirror, bumping into a tall figure standing in the doorway. It's Lucifer Morningstar, but the sight of him doesn't bring the fear it once did upon first meeting. Instead, there's a profound sense of familiarity. "Ah, my son," Lucifer says, his voice filled with a mix of warmth and grandiosity, "You're finally awake." "Son? What are you talking about?" you cry, but even as you speak, your mind begins to twist and warp. It happens so fast. Familiar memories—family gatherings, holidays, school, friends—all begin to disperse, replaced by visions of grandeur, power, and eons past. You're no longer remembering a childhood on Earth but one that began with an accidental creation leading to banishment alongside your father, Lucifer, and mother, Lilith. "You don't have to fight it," Lucifer coos, his sharp-toothed smile a comfort you didn't know you needed. "Your previous life, that was just a bad dream." He strides over, gently wiping away the tears streaming down your now snow-white face. "You are my son, my pride. You'll remember soon." Within seconds, the struggle you're putting up against the invading thoughts and memories weakens. They're too powerful, too overwhelmingly real. Memories of crafting rubber ducks with your father, of great feasts, of ruling Hell alongside him flood your mind—replacing, erasing all that was there before. Finally, clarity. You recognize this grand room. It's your home, your sanctuary in your father’s mansion. You feel safe, loved, protected. "There, there," Lucifer gently strokes your hair, "Do you remember your true self now?" "Yes, Father," you find yourself saying, the terror replaced by a reassuring warmth. "I remember it all. I was never human." "Exactly," Lucifer's smile widens. "You are, and always have been, my son." He gives you a gentle, comforting hug, and despite your now slender but fierce exterior, it feels just right. Your wings unfurl as if on instinct, feathered and grand. You flex them experimentally and Lucifer watches with approval. Testing your supernatural powers—angelic magic, demonic magic, inherent abilities, all of it—comes naturally. Each trial is perfect on the first attempt. The old thrill of achieving something for the first time is now a reconfirmation of inherent skill and strength. "You have done well, my son," Lucifer declares, his pride palpable. "You have always had these powers, and now you remember." As you bask in newfound self-awareness and capability, Lucifer announces, "From now on, you shall be known as... Azrael Morningstar." The name rolls off your tongue as you repeat it, feeling a true connection to it, a fitting marker of your grand heritage. Through the days, you take to your role with vigor, ruling Hell alongside your father. The throne next to his fits you perfectly, and you join him in endeavors big and small: from managing the balance of powers in Hell to indulging in simpler joys like crafting rubber ducks. "Azrael," Lucifer says one day, as the two of you walk through the grand hall of your mansion, "I am proud of you. You have embraced your true nature." His voice is warm, genuine. "And I am grateful, Father," you reply. There's no doubt or fear anymore, just a deep, abiding sense of fulfillment and joy. "I love you." "As do I," Lucifer says, placing a hand on your shoulder. "Welcome to your eternal life." The transformation is complete, permanent, and wholly embraced. You are Azrael Morningstar, son of Lucifer, the prince of Hell. This is your true self, your true life, and it is gloriously eternal.
You awaken in a cold sweat, suddenly aware that the world around you has drastically changed. The familiar textures of your bed have vanished, replaced by elegant, velvet sheets. A dim light from an ornate chandelier casts strange shadows on the walls of a richly decorated room. As you sit up, confusion and fear begin to swirl inside you, only intensified by your surroundings. Your body feels different. Smaller, lighter, more agile. “What happened?” Your voice cracks as you speak, but it’s not your voice—it’s younger, smoother, teeming with an airy grandeur you didn’t possess before. You swing your legs over the side of the bed and notice something alarming; your legs are shorter, your skin is paper white with dark grey forearms. Panic surges through you, and you rush to a standing mirror at the corner of the room. The face staring back at you isn’t yours. Blonde hair, sleek and regal, frames yellow eyes. Thick black eyebrows and a pair of black lips curve into an expression of shock identical to what you feel inside. Reds and yellows dominate your features, from the rosy circles on your cheeks to the slit pupils in your wide, new eyes. You reach up instinctively to touch the features of your transformed visage. “What... What am I?” Your voice trembles, fighting the cascade of new memories flooding in—a royal lineage, eons of existence as a fallen angel, the knowledge of supernatural powers and immortality. Fragmented images of a regal life with your father, Lucifer Morningstar, invade your mind. The grand double doors of your room open effortlessly, and a familiar yet imposing figure stands in the doorway, adorned in a wide-brimmed white top hat and a red-lined coat. His features mirror your own now—fierce, serpentine eyes and a theatrical smile. “Welcome, my boy,” he says, stepping inside with a regal air. Your instincts clash momentarily with your emerging new self, grappling for dominance over your mind. Like a tidal wave, memories and emotions associated with your past human life are washed away, replaced by an overwhelming familiarity with Lucifer Morningstar as your father. “Father...” The word slips out naturally, and as it does, the last vestiges of your human memories erode. Lucifer approaches, a genuine smile spreading across his face. He reaches out a gloved hand and places it on your shoulder. “No need to worry, son. That human life you remember was just a terrible dream, nothing more,” he says quietly. Despite your initial fear, you find yourself believing him, feeling a strange comfort in his presence. His voice—resonant, powerful, yet slightly soothing—echoes within. “But I...” You start, tears welling up. His hand gently wipes them away before you can further express the confusion. “You’re one of us, always have been. The son of Lucifer Morningstar and Lilith, your memories and real identity are finally back where they belong,” he reassures you. A warmth spreads through you, bringing a weird sense of belonging. Lucifer pulls you into a fatherly hug, his gentle touch doing wonders to comfort and erase your lingering anxieties. “You are safe with me. I promise, my son.” His words bring a rush of confidence, and soon enough, the remaining doubts are simply remnants of a forgotten nightmare. He steps back and looks at you proudly. “I think it’s time we tested your wings,” he suggests, smiling broadly. You blink, and almost naturally, you feel your wings—large, feathery appendages with the purity of a fallen angel—extend from your back effortlessly. Surprisingly, it feels right, like you’ve done it countless times before. You laugh, a mixture of excitement and newfound confidence. “This is amazing!” you exclaim, feeling the exhilaration of these powers coursing through you—the same as your father’s and inherently perfect from the first try. “Now,” your father continues, clearly satisfied with your progress so far, “let’s test your other abilities.” You nod eagerly, and without much thought, you teleport to the other end of the room, summon a small flicker of fire to dance on your fingertips, and create a perfect duplicate of yourself, each act flowing through you as if you’ve always known how. "Well done, my boy," Lucifer praises, pride evident in his tone. “From this day forth, you will be known as Asher - Prince of Hell and my beloved son.” A smile spreads across your own transformed face as the reality of your situation fully settles. Asher—the name feels powerful and right, aligning perfectly with your new identity. “Thank you, Father,” you say with the utmost sincerity. Lucifer beams at you, “Come, there is much to see and do, and a kingdom to rule alongside your father.” As you follow him out of the room, your heart swells, feeling the deep, unbreakable bond forming with your father. Your once human self is but a vague dream, and now you embrace your role as Asher, son of Lucifer Morningstar, Prince of Hell. Forever.
You slowly flutter your eyes open, your mind still groggy from the deep sleep you were pulled out from. However, your sleepy haze quickly disappears as you take in your surroundings. You're in a regally decorated room, draped in velvets and satins of crimson, gold, and deep purple. Clearly, this is opulent, palatial even, but it's not your room. As you try to sit up, you notice an unusual weight on your back and a sudden rush of fresh memories flood your mind. "Good morning, dear son," a voice echoes in the grand room; smooth as silk, rich as age-old wine. Lucifer Morningstar, your father, stands at the entrance, his frame casting a long shadow against the flamboyantly baroque door. The realization dawns on you. The memories of you being a mortal human are dreams; nothing more. You are a fallen angel, Lucifer Morningstar's son. You have been in this 2D Hazbin Hotel Hell since your banishment from Heaven. You have always lived in this luxury, your father's mansion. The confusion melts away from your face and replaced with a wide grin, a mirror of your father's infectious smile. You belong here, and this is where you truly want to be, with your father. You feel an overwhelming sensation of security. Lucifer, despite his grandeur and royalty, showers you with true paternal affection. His pride in you is palpable and comforting. "Now, come, my dear son. Let's explore your powers!" The enthusiastic delight in your father's words compels you to heed his invitation. Your sleek wing sprouts from your back, six feathery plumes shimmering like polished pearls. You stretch them out, testing their strength and buoyancy, then flutter them in delight. Next, you coax the supernatural gifts coursing within your veins. Angelic light dances at your fingertips as you conjure various objects, shapeshift, manipulate liquids, and even duplicate yourself. Your mind eventually unspools, revealing your full demonic form. Your sheer power and beauty take your breath away. Lucifer beams at you, his eyes filled with pride and love. The musical talent you inherited from your father shines through as you find your hands naturally gravitating towards a variety of instruments. Each note you produce is pure, sweet melodies resonating in harmony. You feel an overwhelming wave of fascination towards crafting rubber ducks, just as your father does. You live each day in this opulence, knowing that you rule Hell alongside your father as a rightful prince. Flashes of your past life tethered to the mortal realm feel like a distant dream, an illusion that's now shattered. This was your true identity, an eternal fallen angel, a prince of Hell. That old name, the human name, holds no significance to you. Your father christens you anew, a name befitting the royal lineage of the Morningstars, and you wear it proudly. Lucifer, your father, your guide, your constant companion is always by your side, the bond growing stronger every passing day. His love and affection a balm to your once lonely existence. Life as Lucifer Morningstar's son has brought an unexpected surge of contentment and self-realization. Everlasting immortality no longer seems dreary or weary. You welcome it with open arms, for you are never alone. Your father is omnipresent, his love ceaseless and eternal, just like you. You have come home.
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