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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 11 years years old) turning into Alastor the Radio Demon (from the animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to an adult and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he's about 7 feet tall), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting them and his attempts of calling his parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth. He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
As the assistant, let’s add some nuance and subtlety for an engaging transformation: PROGRESSION 1 - PHYSICAL: The 11-year old boy, let's call him Billy, sat uncomfortably on the dusty attic floor. Flipping through an ancient, leather-bound book, Billy suddenly stammered across an incantation, pronounced clumsily in his young voice. Instantly, an electric current shot from the book, coursing painfully through his slight frame. His clothes began to tighten as his limbs started to elongate, much faster than the regular pubescent growth spurt. Cries for help fell on deaf ears as his parents were unaware of his abrupt transformation under this shroud of old-world magic. A sudden dizzying euphoria overcame him as his skinny frame filled out to a slim, dapper man's body. His face reading horror, Billy caught his reflection in a dusty mirror; a wide smile of sharp, yellow fangs spread impossibly across his elongated face. PROGRESSION 2 - MENTAL: The physical pain relented, replaced by a mind-numbing mental storm. Billy’s mind began to blur with alien memories, overwhelming him like a torrential river crashing against his innocence. The face of his mother began to fade away, replaced by the face of a radio microphone that took on a sentient presence. A distinct transatlropic accent invaded his speech, his words turning copious and filled with flamboyant charm, drowning Billy completely into an abyss of forgotten existence. The boy tried to resist, fighting off the alien memories, but his naïveté simply couldn’t match the overpowering psyche of Alastor, the Radio Demon. PROGRESSION 3 - IDENTITY: By now, Billy's past was a lost echo. His attempts at resistance waned while the voice in his head grew stronger. A powerful, flamboyant, and theatrical personality had replaced his. Darkness contoured his former self until he was no more. The fading evening light reflected on his new form, a tailored red suit hugged his flesh, and a pair of antlers fearlessly adorned his head. "Billy..." He said to his reflection, his words drowned into a hearty laughter that echoed through the chambers of his subconsciousness, "Who's Billy? The name's Alastor, dear listeners. Your charming, ever-grinning overlord from here on." Suddenly rising from the attic floor, he stood about seven feet tall. The transformation was complete, replacing an innocent boy with a powerful immortal Radio Demon. Wisps of ebony hair tumbled down, the tips stark black contrasting against a beige skin that was like porcelain under the dim attic light. His black-tipped tufts of hair added a stark ethos of majestic fearlessness to his silhouette. With the ominous tap of a cane, the powerful echo of the Radio Demon filled the attic. It was Alastor, the Radio Demon awakened. Billy was no more. “Good evening dear listeners, your host Alastor is here to play. And oh! Remember, all’s fair in Love and Radio!" He chuckled with a gust of air, an unsettling prelude to the terrifying symphony to follow. His vibrant red eyes shone with wicked glee, resolute and unflinching, a chilling reminder of the human innocence he had swallowed whole. Alastor the Radio Demon stood in the grim silence of the attic, nothing more than a faded memory of the innocence lost, and resolute power gained.
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