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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male human reader (a boy of 6 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.
Living as a 6-year-old boy in the real world has its playful and vibrant joys; cartoon characters and cozy bedtime stories, accompanied by the love and affection of parents. Yet an ordinary evening turned extraordinary, as you found yourself whisked far away from your comfortable world and into Helluva Boss's universe, in the midst of Crimson's shark-like demon mafia group. "Alessio, secure the human," commanded a demon resembling a monstrous shark, standing on two feet and observing you with haunting eyes. Your cries for your parents were swallowed by the mess of shark-like demons murmuring farewells to the real world before stepping into the wormhole to the Helluva Boss world. Your meek protests filled Crimson's house upon arrival, appliance jumbled with a strange alien device in the corner. The cold sensation of elaborate restraints cut short your panicked calls to your parents. "Kindly allow us to have the courtesy to introduce our superior, Crimson," said Alessio, pushing a button on the device. Nervously glancing up, you saw a ghastly reflection staring back at you which gradually tinged with red. Your hair turned stark white, and two black and white striped horns erupted from the sides of your head. The neat shirt you wore for dinner grew into Crimson's red, high-collar garment, as your height increased with each passing second. Your wide-eyed stare tore away from the mirror, disbelief overtaking your thoughts. You tugged fruitlessly at the buckle on the straps restraining your wrist. The power of your plea for assistance before the transformation commenced was now replaced by the exasperation and resistance's futility. "Human, this will be a little bit easier if you stop fighting," a shark-like demon tried to soothe. Yet, the transformation continued evolving; legs readjusting to plantigrade form, toenails sharpening into cloven hooves. As you grew taller, your senses sharpened; the scent of smoke in the air, the cool touch of a black fedora hat on your head. Even your voice dropped, an eruption of deep laughter coming out as your body continued to stretch. The sensation of your gums being assaulted soon accompanied the drastic height change, the sharp searing pain dwindling to a somewhat tolerable level as one golden fang among others was now a prominent feature of his face. With your physical transformation complete, a sudden rush of memories surged into your mind. The boy you used to be seemed like a faint, forgotten dream, while vivid recollections of abuse and bloodshed marred your new memories. Although you tried to hold onto your old self, your attempts were futile. "You see, the real Crimson is away on some business, and we ain't got no leader in time of dire need," Alessio explained, as you smudged out the previous image of yourself, the six-year-old scared boy, entirely replaced by the ruthless crime boss, Crimson. "I see. There will be no weaknesses, only fear in those who cross me," you retorted, feeling an unnatural yet oddly comforting authority in your voice. Crimson's ruthless and cold-hearted personality now completely replaced your kind-hearted humanity. Now you enjoyed the feeling of power, the rush of being a leader. And even though the memory of the boy you used to be was eradicated, there was no remorse, only a newfound thrill of life in this manic world of Helluva Boss.
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