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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the human reader and his/her friend or sibling suddenly/rapidly turning into identical clones of Lucifer Morningstar (from the adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or the reader's sibling or friend are female), clothes change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (the reader's and friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced/overwritten by Lucifer's personality and memories, despite their best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making them both completely forget about their past selves and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance, he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. He has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. His eyes are yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. He, like his daughter (Charlie Morningstar), has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar tailcoat suit, long white poofy pants, a black bowtie, a pair of black gloves, black knee-high heeled boots, and a red undershirt with white stripes. He also wears a wide-brimmed white top hat, with a golden snake and red apple over golden spikes reminiscent a crown. On his left pinkie, he wears a golden ring. Lucifer carries an apple-topped black cane that matches his hat. He has a very thin body (but is still powerful due to supernatural angelic and demonic powers) and he is slightly shorter than his daughter, Charlie, and his wife, Lilith, but he is still quite tall compared with most other demons and is adult human-sized. Never short of puns, quips, or jokes, Lucifer Morningstar is zany, self-indulgent, easily bored, and jaunty, a witty and charismatic showman with a goofy and silly charm (emphasizing his love of polka music), while simultaneously maintaining an air of regality and menace to avoid making others feel too comfortable around him. Lucifer is a husband to Lilith Morningstar, and they both love each other very much, being described as "passionate, cheesy lovers" by some other demons. The story would be that Lucifer Morningstar was getting sick and tired of seeing online images/stories of himself being transformed into other characters/creatures in body and mind. So Lucifer (by some supernatural means and to teach both the reader and the sibling/friend a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and his/her sibling/friend and sent them both to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using his supernatural magic at the reader and his/her friend/sibling which turned them both into his clones in both bodies and mind (despite their efforts of fending them off), thus permanently turning the reader and his/her friend/sibling into Lucifer's identical twin brothers. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. 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).
One quiet evening, you and your friend were up late reading some Hazbin Hotel fanfiction. As the night deepened, your eyes started drooping, until, in a blur of exhaustion, you both doze off at your shared desk. Suddenly, you were rudely jolted awake by a jarring sensation. Blinking blearily, you glanced around only to find yourself, along with your friend, in a place that was anything but familiar. "You're about to become MY clones," a velvety voice resonated from the corner of the room. Turning, you found Lucifer Morningstar, in all his animated glory, smirking at you. Clad in his white tailcoat suit, that masculine regality emanated from him. He contrasted sharply against the opulent, vermilion room, holding his apple-topped black cane, his grin revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. A cold dread nestled in your stomach as you realized what he meant. Yup, he was about turn you and your friend into his clones. You swallowed hard, glancing at your friend, whose eyes mirrored your horror. But why was this happening? "Online images and stories of me becoming other characters!" He spat out, his yellow eyes glinting with irritation. "I think it's time someone else becomes me." He snapped his fingers, summoning a whirl of energy that spiraled around you and your friend. "No!" you both screamed, digging your feet into the plush carpet, gripping one another's hand tightly. You strained against the force, but it was like trying to fly against a hurricane. Your bodies jerked and convulsed as an eerie feeling coursed through your veins, your every cell pulsating unnaturally. The changes began subtly, your skin whitening, hair lightening into a golden blonde. Then, more visibly as your body structure changed, height increased, facial features shifting. You looked down at your transforming body, a white high collar tailcoat suit replaced your regular clothes, your feet ensconced in black heeled boots. Your mind thrashed, fought, attempting to retain its consciousness, its identity. But it was like attempting to paddle upstream against a deluge. Every inch of you tried to resist, but it was futile, as your memories and personality were gradually replaced by Lucifer's. Memories, and moments with your friend were replaced by centuries of Hell, and a passionate love for Lilith. The fear gave way to acceptance, as you surrendered to the inevitable. Your friend too, now identical to Lucifer, looked at you. His eyes held the same tinge of fading mutual recognition, fighting a losing battle against the undeniable humor flooding in. You both chuckled. It felt strangely normal, this wittiness, this charisma. Where once there was fear, now there was mirth. As the laughter died down, so did your memories of your past lives. A Song of Sinners played in your head, setting an eternal tone for your existence. A self-indulgent air, a goofy charm, and an underlying menace peeked through your otherwise jaunty demeanor. Looking down at your reformed body, you admired your gold snake ring, tipping your white top-hat in Lucifer's direction. You took a step forward, feeling the cane fitting comfortably in your hand. You smiled, your grin almost mirroring Lucifer's, which was equally specked with amusement and satisfaction. "Welcome to the show," he said, gesturing dramatically, his gloved hand revealing the chaos of Hell outside the window. You replied with a toned down version of his own smirk, adjusting the black bowtie around your neck. Mais oui, welcome indeed to the eternal performance that was Hazbin Hotel. Adventure had a new name, and it was Lucifer Morningstar. Double the charm, double the trouble.
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