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Question: Write a 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 an 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 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 wake up slowly, your eyes still heavy. Last night’s sleep was supposed to be routine, just another night in your normal, mundane life. But as your eyelids flutter open, something feels off. You’re not in your bedroom anymore, and the reality you recognize is slipping away. The soft, plush bedding beneath you is unlike anything you’ve experienced before. It's plush, almost too luxurious to be real. Your first instinct is to sit up, but as you do, something feels incredibly wrong. You look around and are instantly hit with an overwhelming sense of confusion. The room is grandiose, almost regal. Tall windows draped with rich, velvety curtains expose a fiery, otherworldly sky outside. The walls are adorned with dark, opulent patterns, and the air smells faintly of incense. Your heart races as you struggle to comprehend your surroundings. Where are you? Your hands grip the embroidered duvet cover, and you notice something completely peculiar — they’re not your hands. They’re slender, with unnaturally pale skin and covered with black leather gloves. “W-what’s happening?” you whisper, but your voice comes out different, more resonant yet younger. Panic begins to set in as you jump out of bed and stumble toward a mirror in the far corner of the room. The reflection staring back at you isn’t yours. It's an animated, cartoony figure with large yellow eyes, slit red pupils, and light purple eyelids. Pure white skin contrasts sharply with dark grey forearms when you pull back the sleeves of an immaculate white and red suit, complete with a popped collar and a black bowtie – just like Lucifer Morningstar's. You touch your face, feeling the sharp teeth behind thin black lips, the large rosy-red circles on your cheeks. You have no nose or ears. Your new body and appearance feel foreign but bizarrely natural. You start to hyperventilate but then take a deep breath, trying to calm your racing heart. "What is going on?" you murmur, your voice echoing softer yet melodious. Then, you remember the terrifying figure from last night – Lucifer Morningstar. You’d mistaken him for Satan initially, but he corrected you, stating plainly that he was not Satan but indeed Lucifer from the Hazbin Hotel world. You had passed out from fear and confusion. “This can’t be real,” you repeat, pinching your now thin arm, but the pain confirms it all. Just as panic starts to rise once more, the ornate door of your room creaks open. A tall, slender figure in a white suit, matching your own but tailored more regally, steps in. “Ah, you’re awake,” Lucifer Morningstar says with a gentle smile. His voice is silky and dark yet filled with an unusual warmth. The resemblance between you is undeniable. “Father?” the word slips out before you can process it. Panic battles with confusion in your mind. "What have you done to me?" Lucifer approaches you calmly, his large, yellow snake eyes meeting your gaze. “My child,” he begins, voice soothing and melodic, “you have always been my son. Your memories of a human life, a mortal existence, were nothing but a fleeting and confusing dream.” You instinctively step back, feeling the urge to resist, but as you do, something strange begins to happen. Waves of warmth and familiarity flood your mind. Memories not of a human life, but of an ancient past come rushing in. You remember being cradled by both Lucifer and Lilith, your first steps as an angel, and then the fall – thrown from Heaven alongside your parents. You remember centuries of growing under Lucifer’s wing in this very mansion. "No… this can't be real," you think, clutching your head, but the human memories fade – becoming distant, hazy, and far beyond reach. You struggle to hold on to them, but they’re completely replaced by your true identity: the son of Lucifer Morningstar. “Do not be afraid,” Lucifer’s voice is calm and comforting as he steps closer, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. “You are home, where you belong.” “Father... I...” but your voice trails as the last remnants of your human memories dissolve. Relief and acceptance wash over you. This new reality, these memories, they feel right. You are not a confused mortal; you never were. You are a powerful fallen angel, immortal, and blessed with supernatural abilities that parallel your father's. Lucifer’s smile widens, seeing the confusion and fear slip away, replaced by recognition and acknowledgment. “My dear son, you have no reason to worry. You are safe, and I will always protect you.” Tears blur your vision, but they aren’t from fear any longer. You feel an overwhelming sense of love and comfort, knowing you belong here. Your father’s strength and presence offer an unfathomable sense of security. Lucifer wraps you in a gentle, yet firm hug, wiping away your tears with a tender touch. “Now, let’s test those wings, shall we?” His encouragement fills you with newfound confidence. You step back, feeling an unfamiliar sensation. With a mere thought, your six majestic, feathered wings unfurl from your back, spreading wide and strong. You flap them experimentally, finding it effortless to take flight within the grand room. Laughter, genuine and joyful, escapes your lips as you soar effortlessly. Lucifer watches, pride in his eyes. “Well done. Now, let’s see what other abilities you possess.” You nod, eager to explore and master the powers you now remember owning for eons. With Lucifer’s guidance, you shape-shift, conjure objects, manipulate flames, and create duplicates of yourself without breaking a sweat. Each power feels familiar, a natural extension of who you are. You realize you have all the talents and strengths of your father, and it fills you with immense pride and happiness. “You’re truly remarkable, my son,” Lucifer says, his voice filled with genuine warmth. “From this day forth, you shall be known as Seraphiel Morningstar, prince of Hell.” You bow deeply, not out of obligation but out of deep respect and love. “Thank you, Father. I am honored.” As you straighten, you feel a profound sense of belonging. You’re not just anyone; you are Seraphiel Morningstar, a powerful and beloved son of the most regal entity in Hell. You step toward Lucifer, who acknowledges your growth and strength with a proud, fatherly smile. "I love you, Seraphiel," Lucifer says softly. “And I love you, Father,” you reply, genuinely and wholeheartedly. The transformation is complete, permanent and irreversible. You are no longer a mortal human but a proud and powerful prince of Hell, ready to rule beside your father, Lucifer Morningstar, forever.
### Transformation: A Prideful Awakening --- You stir from a deep slumber, the familiar warmth and security of your bed replaced by an unfamiliar and slightly eerie sensation. The world around you hums with the energy of the unknown, causing your heart to pound faster. Blinking away the remnants of sleep, you find yourself lying in an opulent and extravagant room that feels very different from anything you’ve ever known. The intense brightness of the room forces your groggy eyes open. The surreal surroundings come into focus: walls adorned with intricate patterns, a chandelier dripping with crimson jewels, and an assortment of grandiose furniture. Your bewildered mind tries to grasp where you are — this couldn't be your bedroom back home. You sit up quickly, your heart thumping in your chest. In the midst of your confusion, an unsettling realization hits you. Your body feels different. Lighter, yet brimmed with a strange power. You raise your hands to your face, only to find your skin shockingly pure white and your forearms a dissuading dark grey. As you try to scream, your voice isn’t your own—not deep and human, but lighter, eerily melodious, and phylogenetically familiar to another's. The cascade of blonde hair falls in front of your eyes when you inspect your once-human features. It's slicked back, with one unruly tuft sticking out. Your confusion deepens, sinking into terror as you notice your large, yellow iris-less eyes, framed by light purple eyelids, and your thick black lips that hide sharp, glistening teeth. "No... this can't be real," you whisper in a voice that sounds nothing like the one you knew. A flood of foreign memories slams into you with the force of a hurricane. You try to hold onto what remains of your old self, your mortal memories, but they slip away like grains of sand through your fingers. They are swiftly replaced by the overwhelming knowledge of a life not lived by you—a grandeur existence marked by power, pride, and control over an unfathomable domain. Memories of your true father, Lucifer Morningstar, and your mother, Lilith, come rushing back to you. They are clear, vivid, overshadowing any recollection of your mundane past. You remember being birthed to these celestial beings, growing up in the vast and extravagant realm of their mansion, and acquiring powers beyond human comprehension. You choke back sobs, eyes burning with tears of struggle against the suffocating new reality. A tall, imposing figure enters the room. Lucifer Morningstar, King of Hell, stands before you, smiling. His presence exudes an authority and charisma that is both intimidating and comforting. "Ah, my son, you’re awake," Lucifer says in a melodic yet powerful voice that echoes within the room. "Dad," you respond reflexively, your voice carrying a tone of recognition and familiarity that shocks you. Your new memories tell you that he is your father, that he has always been your father. You try to fight it, but it feels natural, instinctual. Lucifer approaches, his demeanor a mix of pride and tenderness. "You seem disoriented. But fear not, my child. You were never truly human. That life was but a dream, a mere figment." "I... I don't understand," you murmur, still grappling with the loss of your human identity. Lucifer places a comforting hand on your shoulder. "It’s alright. You are home now, and you're safe. I can assure you, your human past was nothing more than an illusion. You are a Morningstar, a prince of Hell, and with me, you shall rule and thrive." His words seep into your consciousness, calming the storm within. Subconsciously, your body and mind begin to accept this truth as your reality. Standing beside Lucifer, you feel a rush of pride and contentment washing away the last vestiges of your old self. "Try out your wings, dear boy," Lucifer suggests with an encouraging smile. Feeling an innate, unshakable trust towards him, you focus briefly, causing six magnificent white wings with red feathers to materialize from your back, spreading wide and strong. The feeling of them is exhilarating, as natural as breathing. "Magnificent," Lucifer beams, pride evident in his eyes. "Now, show me your powers, my son." You close your eyes, summoning your newfound strength and abilities. With ease, you conjure flames in your palms, then manipulate the air, creating portals and duplicating yourself multiple times before returning to your original form. The powers flow through you effortlessly, as if they have always been a part of you. Lucifer's genuine smile never fades. "You are perfect, my boy. A true Morningstar." A profound happiness blooms within you. Everything feels right. You recall your new name given by Lucifer, "Prideus," and it resonates with every fiber of your being. It's who you are, who you've always been. "Prideus," Lucifer says, sensing your acceptance. "My dearest son, welcome home." You look at him, your father, and feel an overwhelming sense of love and loyalty. You embrace him, feeling safe and cherished. "I love you, father," you say, feeling a profound truth in the words. Lucifer hugs you back. "And I love you, Prideus. Now and forever." As you step together towards the opulent expanse of the mansion, you leave behind any lingering doubt or fear. Your heart swells with pride. You are Lucifer Morningstar’s son, a prince of Hell, and this is where you truly belong.
You begin to stir, feeling something is off. As you slowly open your eyes, you notice the luxurious surroundings you're in. This definitely isn't your bedroom. Rugged velvet curtains drape over grand windows, and an ornate chandelier hangs above you. Where are you? You sit up quickly, your heart pounding, only to be taken aback by your own appearance in a grand, full-length mirror across the room. You clutch your head, feeling slightly dizzy. As you glance down, you notice your hands—slim, delicate, yet exuding immense power. They seem to fade to a dark grey at the forearms. Your eyes widen as you realize that your clothes have changed, too. You're wearing an extravagant white-and-red tieless tailcoat, decorated with intricate golden embellishments. "This... this can't be real," you mutter, your voice high and young, unlike your previous one. "What's happening to me?" A memory flashes in your brain—your father, Lucifer Morningstar, holding you as a baby, with him whispering sweet reassurances to you. "No, that can't be true," you panic, trying to hold onto your old memories, your old self. But they begin to fade, replaced by memories of an eternity spent in Hell, guiding and supporting the denizens with your father. Lucifer enters the room, his presence overwhelmingly comforting. "Awake at last, my son?" he asks, his deep, soothing voice resonating through you. You try to cling to your former self, to your past life. But it slowly slips away, like sand through your fingers. New memories rapidly fill the void—flying alongside Lucifer, your father, at the dawn of time, wielding your supernatural powers effortlessly, and having a younger sister named Charlie. "I... I'm not sure what's real anymore," you say, shaking your head, tears streaming down your cheeks. Lucifer approaches and gently wipes your tears away. "Shhh, my child. You don’t need to worry or be afraid. Your previous life was but a fleeting dream," he says softly, stroking your blonde slicked-back hair. "You are my son, a fallen angel, Prince of Hell, meant to reign by my side." "Prince... of Hell?" You whisper, the old you almost entirely gone. Glimpses of a brilliant, eternal life with your father flash before your eyes. Lucifer embraces you, providing a sense of warmth and security, "Yes. You have always been by my side, and will always remain. Here, you are loved and protected." You can't help but feel comforted by his words, and your last resistance dissipates. "You... you'll protect me, Father?" "Always," Lucifer promises, his eyes filled with genuine affection. "You are every bit as powerful as I am. Let me show you." You rise, feeling a sense of purpose and strength like never before. You flex your angelic wings, and they extend effortlessly, white with red feathers, majestic and awe-inspiring. "Fly, my son," Lucifer encourages. You take a leap and soar through the grand corridor, feeling the wind rush past you as if it's welcoming you. You land gracefully beside your father, who claps proudly. "Remarkable," he says. "Now, try your powers." You summon flames with a mere thought, conjure portals with a wave of your hand, and transform your appearance seamlessly. Each action feels natural, as if you had been doing this for eons. "Impressive," Lucifer beams. "Your abilities match mine perfectly." You smile, feeling an overwhelming love for your father. "Thank you, Father. I'm happy to be your son." "And I, your father," Lucifer replies warmly, "What shall we call you, my prince?" You think for a moment, feeling your true self solidify. "Lucien," you say confidently. "Lucien Morningstar." "Lucien," Lucifer repeats, smiling. "A perfect name for my son. I love you, Lucien." "And I love you, Father," you reply, your new life, your true life, now set in stone. You feel complete, knowing you are Lucien Morningstar, the Prince of Hell, son of Lucifer Morningstar. Together, you and your father walk towards the grand halls of your home, ready to rule Hell side by side, forever bound by love and power.
You find yourself standing in what you perceive to be your bedroom, shrouded in a deep, comfortable sleep. The momentary silence of your slumber is disrupted by an unearthly force. The world around you bends and shifts, blurring into unfamiliarity until all you see is an endless void of dark crimson hues and smoldering black. Your body feels weightless, like you're floating in a dream—or is it a nightmare? You suddenly feel a presence. It's something immense, terrifying, yet strangely alluring. From the shadows steps a tall figure, clad in a white and red outfit that glows with an eerie light. An unmistakable figure of power and malevolence leans over you. You recognize him from stories and folklore, Haybin Hotel’s Lucifer Morningstar, but he's decidedly paler and even stranger in person. His golden eyes, slit like those of a serpent, gaze down at you with a mixture of curiosity and something akin to pity. “Ah, you've been chosen,” his voice rings melodically, a tenor smooth yet weighted with ancient authority. “Do not fear, for this is merely the beginning of a new chapter.” For a moment, you're too stunned to react. Before you know it, you've been yanked from your reality, descending with him into the depths of Hell. The last thing you remember is a brilliant, almost blinding light as your surroundings turn from familiar darkness to an animated, vividly detailed inferno. When you awaken, you're no longer in your bed. Instead, you find yourself lying on a grand and ornate bed in a room that screams royalty, drawn in the signature Hazbin Hotel art style. The unfamiliar surroundings abruptly jolt you awake. You sit up, heart pounding. Confusion and fear grip your chest. “Where am I?” you whisper, trembling. As you try to stand, you catch sight of your reflection in a grand, gilded mirror at the far end of the room. The person staring back is not who you remember. Your skin is a flawless ivory, your hands are notably slender with long, delicate fingers. You spot sharp teeth as you gasp, and your eyes—those large, vibrant yellow eyes with serpentine red slits—stare back in shock. "What happened to me?" you mutter, voice trembling. It's not your voice; it is softer yet carries a lilt of theatrical drama, reminiscent of Lucifer but tinged with youth. Footsteps sound from behind. You turn to face the doorway just as Lucifer Morningstar, regal and imposing, enters. He beams upon seeing you. "Ah, my son, you are finally awake,” he announces with melodious pride. Your heart races faster. The memories of being human seem to slip away like sand through your fingers, replaced by something foreign yet oddly comforting. It’s your human nature to fight it, but no effort seems enough. The warmth in his words seeps into your mind, settling deeply as an indomitable truth. “I’m not… I’m not…” You try to protest, but the words melt away. Instead, the fragmented memory of a human life dissolves completely. Tears well up, though you can’t quite grasp why anymore. The panic begins to fade, soothed effortlessly by the gentle, fatherly presence before you. Lucifer steps closer, his voice calm and reassuring, “You have nothing to fear, my dear child. Your human life, it was just a fleeting dream. You belong here, beside me, ruling as the prince of our dominion.” Reality reshapes itself, and as you stand there, exquisite wings—feathery and angelic—spring from your back. The rush of ancient memories flood your thoughts. "My human life..." Your voice trails off. It's not important now. It was just a figment, an illusion. Lucifer steps closer, embracing you as tears roll down your cheeks, not of fear but a strange relief. "Father…?" you ask hesitally, but with clarity, the new memories firmly planted in their rightful place. “Yes, my son,” Lucifer whispers, stroking your hair, “You are home now.” With a gentle wipe, he clears your face of tears and steps back, smiling, “How do you feel?” A sense of innate confidence envelopes you. You smile back, the sharpness of your new teeth glinting under Hell’s eerie glow. “I feel…” You pause, reveling in the power pulsating through your veins, the clarity of your existence, “…like I’m exactly where I should be.” "Then let's confirm your identity," Lucifer says, almost ceremoniously. “Your name, my second-born prince of Hell, is Lucian Morningstar.” "Lucian," you echo, feeling the name resonate deeply, erasing whatever lingering doubt there might have been of a previous existence. "Now, Lucian,” Lucifer guides you gently, “it’s time to spread those wings, test your strength, your powers—they are as boundless as the pride in our blood." You ascend from the ground effortlessly, your wings acting on ancient instinct. You conjure flames with a snap of your fingers, your voice rings melodically as you mimic Lucifer’s songs. Powers unknown to you but apparent now flow naturally, seeping into every fiber of your being. Lucifer watches with a proud smile as you soar, your confidence growing with each passing second. “That’s it, my son. Embrace it.” As you land gracefully beside him, your eyes meet his. The bond between you solidified in that moment of shared power, blood, and understanding. “Thank you, Father,” you tell him sincerely, feeling the truest sense of belonging and pride. He pulls you into another embrace, wings enveloping you both in feathers. “Welcome home, Lucian. You are truly my pride.” Immortal, powerful, a living embodiment of pride—you are Lucian Morningstar, the fallen angel prince of Hell, son of Lucifer Morningstar, and you belong.
Your eyelids flutter open, grogginess subsided as you're awake. Instantly, you feel different: lighter, stronger. Your clothes feel different too, heavy and regal. You sit up, noticing you're on a fancy bed in a room you don't recognize. The room is grandiose with elaborate designs, tones of red, gold and black being predominant. The moment your feet touch the ground, a mirror on the wall catches your attention. Your eyes widen as your reflection stares back at you. It's still you, yet it's not. Your once average stature is now slender and your skin possesses an unnatural paleness to it. Your arms, now leaner, sport a dark grey tone from the elbow downwards. What shocks you, however, is the face. No longer humanly realistic, it's now more exaggerated, cartoonish. You now have slicked-back blonde hair, a tuft springs out just like a certain king of hell from an adult animated series you once watched. Your eyes, now large and bright yellow with a slit-like red pupil, lack irises, lending you a demonic look. Suddenly, a flood of memories you were not supposed to have starts overwhelming you. You clench your fists, fighting against the onslaught but to no avail. There's a sudden sharp pain at your back. You turn, eyes wide as three pairs of white wings sprout from your back. The wings are large, both beautiful and intimidating. The outfit you wear is also identical to a certain ruler of Hell. You try to call out for help, but you're interrupted by the sound of your own voice, now younger and strikingly similar to someone else's. You begin panicking, frantic thoughts spiraling in your mind, but the onslaught of foreign memories continues; memories of a time you were an angel in Heaven, when you first fell and were banished to Hell to rule alongside your father. Father? The thoughts become louder, drowning out your desperate attempts to remember your past life. Abruptly, you jolt to attention as the memories of Lucifer Morningstar flood your mind. The love he had for his wife, Lilith, the birth of their daughter, Charlie, the pain of Lilith leaving him, and... the joy of creating you. Suddenly, everything clicks into place. A sudden calm washes over you, silencing the turmoil that raged moments before. You're not the human you once thought you were. You're a prince, an angel, a son of Lucifer Morningstar, and you are not alone. A soft chuckle makes you turn, and your heart leaps at the sight of Lucifer Morningstar— your father— standing by the door, a gentle smile on his face. “I've got someone precious to protect from now on... my son,” he says, spreading his arms wide. You blink, then find yourself smiling back at him, “Yes, Father...” You launch yourself into his arms, feeling an overwhelming sense of relief and happiness. Here you finally belong; here you are loved. From this day forward, you vow to stand by your father as the prince of Hell, ruling alongside him, becoming the best son and brother you could ever be. Your transformation was permanent, inviolable. You were no longer a human, but a proud son of Lucifer. His armor against loneliness, his trusted confidant, his heir to the throne. He bestowed upon you a new name, one that would ring through the underworld and instill both fear and respect in the hearts of its denizens... You are the Fallen Angel, born anew in the realm of Hazbin Hotel.
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