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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the human reader turning into an identical clone of Alastor (from the adults animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, the same age as Alastor's exact age as Alastor, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) 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 has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). For his personality, 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 manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), 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. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that Alastor is getting sick and tired of being viewed as an evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted a twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his clone in both the body (even unable to stop smiling against his/her will) and the mind (despite the reader's efforts of fending off the new personality and memories), thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. 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).
You're just an ordinary human, a fan of the animated series Hazbin Hotel. Up to this point, you've only known Alastor, the notorious and powerful Radio Demon, as a character on a screen. Then, one day, Alastor somehow managed to cross over from the realm of fiction into your world. One moment, you are in the confines of your comforting bedroom; the next, you are in the colorful yet horrifying world of Hazbin Hotel. You are in awe and fear. Specifically, in the presence of Alastor, the Radio Demon himself. He grins at you, all sharp teeth and unnaturally broad smile. "Welcome, fair guest, to my humble abode. You certainly seem familiar." Despite his amiable tone, you can't shake off the dread that fills you. That dread is about to intensify. Alastor chuckles at your discomfort, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Do you fear me?" he asks rhetorically. You nod stiffly, unable to find your voice. "Ah, such a tragedy," he sighs faux-sympathetically. "How about we change that?" In the blink of an eye, Alastor's hand is just inches from your face. Your heart slams hard in your chest as you realize what is happening. There's no chance of dodging it. A scarlet glow emanates from his palm. A surge of magic hits you, as the world tilts, blurring and spinning, before everything goes dark. When you come to, nothing feels right. Your perspective seems... taller, your body feels slender, impossibly thin. You find yourself looking into the mirror, neurons screaming as the reflection presents Alastor. No, it presents you, but you're not you anymore. Your heart slams in your chest, throat dry with a fear that constricts tighter with each passing second. Your mind is a battleground as you try to recollect who you were, your precious memories fading away and being replaced with another person’s. Despite your desperate attempts to cling onto them, your former self is washing away - being overwritten by Alastor's personality and memories. In a painfully slow and agonizing process, your human personality is smothered, turning you into a near-perfect copy of Alastor himself. You find yourself unable to stop smiling, can feel the warmth of radio-static pulsing in your veins. It's terrifying and alien, and yet eerily familiar, like you have always been this way. You touch the mirror, staring at the face that isn't your own. You take notice of your shorter hair, the dark sunglasses that obscure half your face, the dapper red suit, the black tie, and the microphone stand that rests idly at your side. You grin wider, if possible. You feel a stab of fear, a primal part of you screaming that this is wrong, this isn't you, but it’s overcome by a larger, stronger part that revels in the change. "Doesn't that feel better?" Alastor's voice is honeyed poison in your ears, a smirk on his face as he sees your new form. "I... I don’t know." You respond, the voice you hear is not your own, it's Alastor’s. A cold dread fills you, on the realization of becoming what you feared the most. The realization that you’ve become Alastor. You are no longer the human reader. You have become Alastor's clone - with his body, his mind, and personality. Time fades away, your last memories of being human slipping away. It's not fear that holds you captive. Rather, it is the knowledge that this change is permanent, that you are now melded with the notorious Radio Demon, and you have become him. As the last vestige of your former self dissipates, an acceptant calm washes over you. You are Alastor, and perhaps, that is not such a terrible thing to be.
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