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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of 10 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell from the adults animated web series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to many centuries old and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he was adult-sized), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Hazbin Hotel), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite all of the reader's best yet failed attempts on fighting off these mental changes and all his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human kid, and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). The transformation into Lucifer Morningstar is permanent and completely irreversible. For Lucifer's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), 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, has red cheeks. His eyelids are purple which give the appearance of eyeshadow. He wears a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a pair of black gloves, a black bowtie, 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 is slightly shorter than his daughter Charlie and his wife Lilith, but he is still tall compared with most other demons. 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. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
The room he inhabited, filled with toys and posters of superheroes from his favorite shows, suddenly became enveloped in a swirling crimson fog. The looming sense of change was palpable, and the ten-year-old boy, in all his innocence, could only gape as the transformation began. His limbs began to tremble, shivers racing along his spine like a series of frosty pinpricks. The boy's baggy jeans and favorite dinosaur tee were suddenly strained to their limits, his body painfully stretching and contorting, elongating. The fabric of his clothes gave way to a pristine white high-collar suit, the material unnatural but undeniably elegant. Age lines crept onto his smooth skin, each wrinkle forming a roadmap of centuries. The frail skin bore a ghostly white complexion as he grew, straining to his new height. His hair, formerly a dirty blonde, now gleamed like streaks of sunlight against his pale skin. A somber bowtie was forming under his sharp jawline, and an odd pair of gloves suddenly wrapped over his hands. The corners of his mouth twisted into an unfamiliar smirk, black lips parting to reveal a full set of sharp teeth. His expression was reminiscent of an alley cat having cornered a mouse for amusement. His eyes changed next, their innocent blue replaced by ominously glowing yellow, slitted like a serpent's. Still standing in what used to be his room, surroundings blurring and morphing into a grand and intimidating crimson palace befitting a king, one hand involuntarily rose to feel his face. His fingers brushed against something on his head - a top hat bordered with golden spikes and crowned with a gilded snake coiled around a vibrant red apple. A feeling of dread washed over him. He tried to shout out, 'Mom! Dad!', but all that came out was a deep, velvety chuckle distinctly not his own. Something was wrong with his mind, too. Dreams, hopes, memories of being the 'reader' fizzled away, replaced by a clever wit, a devil-may-care attitude, a love for all things polka, and an unmistakable predatory instinct. Despite himself, the transformation felt... right. He was Lucifer Morningstar. His love for Lilith washed over him like a tidal wave, beating against the frail remnants of his old self. His reality was the Hazbin Hotel, not some quaint suburban house. He was the regal, cheeky, charismatic ruler of hell. A transformation so complete that the ten-year-old boy was nothing more than a faint echo in the grand existence of Lucifer Morningstar. The boy was replaced. Completely. Irreversibly. Lucifer ran a gloved hand through his blonde hair, catching sight of the ring on his pinkie. Elegantly raising his apple-topped cane, he cocked a thick black eyebrow at his new reflection. "Well," he mused aloud, the smirk on his face turning into a full-blown grin, "isn't this a devil of a surprise?"
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