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Question: Write the 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 the 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), and he attempts to scream and call out to his human family and/or friends for help, but then all of his mortal personality and memories are being completely replaced, despite telling himself to fight back those new memories and despite his best 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 bad 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).
### The Son of Lucifer Morningstar: A POV Transformation Story Your eyes flutter open slowly, adjusting to the dim, reddish light that filters through the ornate curtains of your new surroundings. You feel different; something is profoundly changed. You try to move, but your body feels strange yet incredibly powerful. You rise from the luxurious bed and glance around the opulent room, which you somehow recognize despite never having seen it before. You're in a grand bedroom filled with 2D-drawn furniture, all reminiscent of the art style from the Hazbin Hotel animated series. As you come to your senses, you notice your skin is unnaturally white, almost glowing, and your hands are covered in dark grey forearms. Anxiety grips you as you try to scream, "Where am I? What happened to me?" But your voice isn't your own. It's a youthful but eerily similar version of Lucifer Morningstar's, marked with the Morningstar bloodline's distinct melodic quality. You clamber out of bed, noticing the clothes that now adorn your body: a white top hat with golden embellishments, a red-lined and red-trimmed white tailcoat suit, identical in style to Lucifer's own. You see your reflection in a gold-framed mirror across the room and scream, tears streaming down your cheeks. You don't recognize the person staring back. Blonde slicked-back hair, thick black eyebrows, thin black lips concealing a mouth full of sharp white teeth, and large, slit-pupiled yellow eyes with light purple eyelids. A red circle adorns each cheek, completing your transformation. "No, this can't be real! Someone help me!" you cry, but the words feel hollow, fighting against the new memories flooding your mind. The fragmenting pieces of your human life—the family, friends, school—all slipping away despite your frantic effort to hold onto them. The confusion amplifies your fear. A powerful voice whispers inside your head, "Forget the past; you were never human." At this moment, the bedroom door opens. Your head turns as if on instinct, and there he stands—Lucifer Morningstar himself. Taller than you by a few inches, his face a reflection of yours, but more mature, more regal. "Ah, my dear son, you're awake," Lucifer says, his smile both comforting and unsettling. You try to back away, but your legs won't cooperate. "No! Stay away! I was human—I had a family!" you shout, but the terror and confusion quickly melt like snow under the sun as new, relentless memories pour in. Lucifer steps closer, his voice soothing, "Hush now. Your human life was just a bad dream. You're not alone anymore." You struggle, "No, I... I was... I was someone else..." But the fight is futile. Your mind surrenders as if reality itself reconstitutes around Lucifer's words. You remember you are his son, an older brother to Charlie. The life you thought you lived as a mortal human dissolves completely. Lucifer's arms wrap around you in a fatherly hug. "There, there, don't be afraid. I will protect you from all that is dangerous, including the nightmares," he says, gently wiping your tears and stroking your blonde hair. His touch melts away your fears, leaving only a sense of comfort and belonging. "I... I am your son?" you ask, your old self a distant memory. "Yes, of course! You've always been my son," Lucifer reassures you. "You are a fallen angel, just like me. You have the same powers, the same immortality. There is nothing for you to fear. You are safe." A wave of relief washes over you. The terror and the confusion dissipate entirely, replaced by an overwhelming sense of knowing who and what you truly are. You look up at your father with admiration and happiness. "Thank you, Father. I feel... I feel whole," you say, your new identity solidifying within you. "What is my name?" Lucifer beams, "You shall be called Azrael Morningstar, named after the archangel who presides over death, but a prince of Hell nonetheless. Come, Azrael, let us test your powers." Together, you and Lucifer step out of the bedroom. Your wings unfurl first—six magnificent, feathery appendages extending from your back. Lucifer's follow, and you both take to the air effortlessly. He encourages you to practice your angelic and demonic powers: creating portals, manipulating fire, conjuring objects with a flick, and even changing your size. Each test is not just an exercise but a reaffirmation of your newfound identity. You land gracefully, your father clapping his hands in joyous applause. “Splendid, Azrael! You’ve mastered your abilities quicker than I could have imagined.” You smile genuinely, "Thank you, Father. I feel powerful." Lucifer inclines his head. "And you are. Now, shall we make some music? Your sister Charlie always loved our little performances." As you pick up an instrument, your fingers strumming it with newfound talent, you realize how fitting your new life is. You, Azrael Morningstar, are a fallen angel, a son of the King of Hell, and you wouldn't have it any other way. "Father," you whisper as you glance at Lucifer, who looks back at you with pride and love in his eyes. "I love you." "And I love you too, my dear son," Lucifer responds, resting a hand on your shoulder. In that moment, you feel an unbreakable bond solidify between you and your father, Lucifer. You are Azrael Morningstar, and you have always been the prince of Hell. Thus, your transformation into the son of Lucifer Morningstar is complete, bound forever to your father's side, ruling over Hell with pride and love.
**The Son of Lucifer: A Transformation Story** --- **Waking Up in a New World** You slowly drift out of a deep sleep, blinking into the semi-darkness. You immediately notice something off — an almost otherworldly silence surrounds you. Sitting up, you feel the texture of luxurious satin sheets beneath your fingertips. A sudden panic grips your heart. Where are you? You swing your legs over the side of the bed, feeling them touch the cold, smooth floor. Your eyes adjust, taking in the ornate room with golden and ruby accents. You stand up, only to realize you're not in your familiar surroundings; you're in a place that looks fantastical and unreal, like it has come out of a cartoon — specifically, the world of "Hazbin Hotel." Panic turns to outright horror as you glance toward a large, elegantly framed mirror. The reflection staring back at you is utterly foreign. Your once familiar features have been replaced by an eerily angelic visage. Your body is slimmer, more svelte, with forearms painted dark gray. Pure white skin replaces your usual tone, and blonde hair is styled back with the same tuft Lucifer Morningstar has. You almost stumble backward, completely shocked. Where are your ears? Your nose? But what terrifies you the most are your large, yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils, framed by light purple eyelids. **"This has to be a dream,"** you mutter, but the sound of your own voice scares you even more. It's similar to but not identical to Lucifer's, albeit significantly younger. You notice your clothes have changed too. You now wear a white top hat and a red-lined, popped-collared tailcoat identical to that of Lucifer Morningstar's, right down to the black gloves and knee-high boots. A golden ring glints on your pinkie. Mind racing, you try to remember something — any connection to your past life. Yet as you struggle, a wave of new memories floods over you, erasing the old ones. **"No, this can't be real!"** you scream, attempting to hold onto the remnants of your former self. **A New Reality Setting In** Despite your attempts to cling to your past, those memories — your human name, your family, your friends — dissolve like fog under the blazing sun. In their place, memories of eons-long existence start etching themselves indelibly into your consciousness. You remember being a regular angel, born to your father, Lucifer, and your mother, Lilith, before being cast out from Heaven. You recall your sister, Charlie, and centuries of living alongside your devoted father. Your name — the name you once knew — is now nothing more than a fleeting fiction. You now see yourself as a fallen angel, forever bound to the underworld. **Lucifer's Voice** A warm, reassuring voice breaks through your turmoil. **"My dear boy,"** it soothes, a mixture of pride and affection laced in every word. You look up to see Lucifer Morningstar himself approaching, his smile genuine as he addresses you. **"Father?"** you whisper, the word feeling oddly comforting and natural as it leaves your lips. Lucifer gently wipes away a tear trickling down your new face. **"You have nothing to fear,"** he promises. **"What you thought was your human life, it was just a bad dream. You are, and always have been, my precious son."** His words, weighted with the certainty of millennia, begin to anchor you. The fear and confusion melt away, replaced by an overwhelming sense of safety and belonging. You listen as he continues, **"I will protect you from all harms, anything that scares you. You are safe here, with me."** Lucifer's embrace is comforting, his touch paternal as he smooths back your hair. **"Let's see those wings, shall we?"** **Testing Your Powers** Following Lucifer outside your new room, you stand in a grand hall filled with intricate designs. He encourages you to extend your angelic wings. At his gentle prodding, six bird-like feathery wings materialize from your back effortlessly. You flap them experimentally, feeling a surge of power and freedom. You test your abilities. Pyrokinesis, portal creation, size manipulation, duplication, shapeshifting, and more—the supernatural talent fits like a glove. Each power is tested perfectly on the first try. **"Very well done, my son,"** Lucifer praises, causing a swell of pride in your chest. Lucifer then hands you a fiddle, encouraging you to play. Your fingers move with a grace and skill you never knew before. The room fills with hauntingly beautiful music as his eyes glimmer with pride. **"You are truly as powerful and remarkable as I always knew you'd be,"** Lucifer declares. **Your New Identity** Lucifer finally stands before you, his smile warm and genuine. **"You need a name fitting for a royal prince,"** he says thoughtfully. **"How about... Lucian?"** You nod, feeling a sense of completeness wash over you. **"Lucian,"** you repeat. It feels right, like a puzzle piece sliding into place. **"Thank you, Father,"** you say, a genuine smile lighting up your face. **"For everything. I love you."** Lucifer's eyes soften, and he brings you into another embrace. **"I love you too, my son. Welcome home."** As you take your place beside Lucifer, living your life as Lucian, prince of Hell, you feel an unshakable assurance that this is where you were always meant to be. You are powerful, beloved, and confident. Finally, you are home.
**Waking in Hell: The Transformation** You stir from your sleep, feeling a strange coolness against your skin. The bed beneath you is softer than anything you've ever felt. Your eyes flicker open, expecting the familiarity of your room and tiredly glance to the side. Instead, you find yourself in an opulent chamber adorned with dark, regal decor that glows with an ethereal light. Panic stirs within you. This isn't your room at all. You scramble up, sitting bolt upright, taking in the surreal surroundings. Cold, horror ripples through you as you see your hands — no longer your hands, but unnaturally slender, with pale white skin and dark grey forearms. Your hands tremble as you reach to your face, encountering your smooth skin and lack of ears or nose. Your fingers brush over your thick black eyebrows, thin black lips, and sharp teeth; they trace the large rosy-red circles on each cheek. Confusion and fear escalate. "N-no, this can't be real," you mutter, hearing a voice that is yours but softer, more melodious, and eerily similar to another voice that carries deep authority and grandeur. You jump from the bed, stumbling slightly as you're not used to the shorter height and the lighter, more powerful body. Memories of your human life cascade through your mind, but they feel weaker as seconds pass, almost like a fading dream. Frantically, you call out, "Mom? Dad? Someone... Please, help me!" Tears well up, but deep inside, an unfamiliar sense of calm begins to overshadow the fear. Suddenly, you hear footsteps. You whip around to see a tall, imposing figure enter the room: Lucifer Morningstar. His presence alone radiates a kind of power and authority that makes you tremble. He stands there, with a knowing smile, white top hat perched upon his head, and his red-lined coat fluttering slightly as if animated by his sheer presence. "You... You're not Satan, are you? Who are you?" the words escape your lips, echoing in your new and eerie voice. Lucifer chuckles deeply, "No, my dear child, I am not Satan. I am Lucifer Morningstar, prideful King of Hell." His smile widens, seemingly genuine. "And you... You are not who you think you are." Despite your mounting panic, you feel a strange pull towards him, a sense of familiarity and trust conflicting within you. "What... what do you mean?" you manage to choke out. He walks closer, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. "The mortal life you remember wasn't real. Just a bad dream. Your true self is awakening. You are my son, my own flesh and blood, a fallen angel by my side," he explains, his voice simultaneously soothing and commanding. "No! That's not true! I was... I was..." The words become harder to remember, the force of your human memories battling against the inevitable takeover of your true identity. "Don't fight it, my boy. Embrace who you really are," Lucifer encourages, his grip on your shoulder a grounding force. As he speaks, memories of being a regular angel born to Lucifer and Lilith fill in the gaps, blending with your human ones until they overwhelm them entirely. You remember the warmth of Lucifer's embrace since the dawn of time, Lilith's gentle lullabies, and the countless eons spent by Lucifer's side. Tears stream down your cheeks as the last remnants of your human personality and feelings dissipate. You feel the supernatural powers awake within you: angelic magic, demon magic, super strength, and more. The reality of being Lucifer's son settles in—fitting like an old, familiar glove. Lucifer gently wipes your tears away, stroking your blonde hair. "There's no need for tears. You are home now, truly," he whispers, his voice filled with genuine care. He steps back, eyes shining with pride as he says, "Welcome back, my son. From today forth, you shall be known as Lucien Morningstar. Stand tall, for you are the prince of Hell itself." A sensation of fulfillment floods through you. "Thank you, Father. I love you," you say with acceptance and depth. Lucifer smiles wider. "And I love you too, my son." With him by your side, you know you are safe, powerful, and immortal—a son of the formidable Lucifer Morningstar, ruling Hell alongside your father, with memories, identity, and essence fully in line with your true self. The transformation is now complete and irreversible, and you wouldn't have it any other way.
You slowly regain consciousness, eyelids heavy with the remnants of an unnerving dream. Your body feels different, lighter. For a moment, you forget where you are. Your surroundings, illuminated by an eerie yet elegant glow, look like something straight out of a 2D animated series. You realize you are definitely not in your room anymore. Panic sets in as you struggle to recall how you got here. As you sit up, you notice that everything about you feels... off. Alien. Even your skin seems foreign. A large mirror across the room catches your eye. Hesitantly, you walk towards it, almost stumbling as your height feels unusually lower than you remember. Your reflection stops you dead in your tracks. Staring back at you is a being that you vaguely recognize, yet it’s not you. Ivory skin, slicked-back blonde hair with one tuft sticking out, large yellow eyes with red slit pupils, thick black eyebrows, rosy-red cheeks, and an outfit identical to Lucifer Morningstar's. It feels like a scene ripped from one of your worst nightmares. A scream wells up within you, but as it erupts, the sound is foreign—higher and younger. "No, this can't be real," you scream, a sharp and theatrical voice echoing back at you. Desperation takes over, and you cry out for your family and friends, but they feel distant and unreal. Tears stream down your cheeks. What is happening? "Why am I here? What... what is this?!" you shriek. The terror in your voice is palpable. Then, a sensation sweeps over you. It starts slowly, but rapidly grows in intensity. A flood of new memories and emotions flood your mind, pushing against the ones that are you. You fight desperately, trying to hold on to your sense of self, but the tide is too strong. Faces, names, places—everything fades. The first to go is your name. It slips away like sand through fingers, a name that now feels foreign to you. In its place, a new name solidifies in your mind: Lucian. Memories of an ordinary life as a mortal human fade, replaced with memories of eons spent in Hell as the son of Lucifer. Your past identity, your past struggles, hobbies, memories—they all vanish, buried under centuries of living the life of a fallen angel. "L-Lucian...," you stammer, finding immense comfort and familiarity in that name. You remember being held by Lucifer and Lilith as an infant, your childhood as a prince in Hell, and your powerful angelic abilities. The room door creaks open, and the imposing figure of Lucifer Morningstar steps in, casting an almost fatherly gaze upon you. "Ah, my son," Lucifer says, stepping closer. "There’s no need to be afraid. All that confusion and fear was simply a bad dream. You are home now." Your heart pounds, but his words soothe you. The terror subsides. "F-Father?" you murmur, feeling the word resonate within you. Lucifer approaches and places a gentle hand on your shoulder. "Yes, Lucian. You were never that mortal. That was nothing but fiction. You are my son, a powerful fallen angel." As he speaks, memories of what you might have been feel distant, irrelevant. Fear and confusion are replaced by recognition and acceptance. You were always meant to be here, with him. The tears dry up as Lucifer wipes them away and gently strokes your hair. Lucifer’s words bring a strange comfort. "You do not have to worry about anything, my son. You are safe here. I will protect you from all those nightmares," he says, his voice soothing. "Your wings, your powers—they’re all parts of you. Embrace them." Standing straighter, you feel the anticipation of exploring those powers bubbling within you. "Thank you, Father. I... I’m proud to be your son." Lucifer smiles warmly, affection radiating from him. "Let us test your wings, Lucian. And your powers. You are powerful, just like me." Under Lucifer's guidance, you summon your wings effortlessly, feeling the freedom they offer. Testing your abilities comes naturally, and you harness your angelic magic, demonic magic, and more, all with a sense of familiarity and ease. "You’re doing wonderfully, my son," Lucifer praises. "I’ve always known you had great potential." Acceptance settles in. You fully embrace your identity as Lucian Morningstar, Lucifer’s son and prince of Hell, knowing you will spend eternity alongside a loving father who is proud of you. The transformation is now complete, irreversible, with your past human life seemingly nothing but a distant, unreal dream. You look to Lucifer and smile, feeling whole. "I’m happy, Father. I love you." "And I love you, Lucian," Lucifer replies, enveloping you in a comforting embrace. You are home. Forever.
Here's your POV transformation story where you, the reader, become the son of Lucifer Morningstar: --- ## The Transformation You wake up in your bed, surrounded by the familiar comfort of your room. You stretch and prepare to get out of bed, but something feels off. The room around you begins to distort and shift, turning into the dark crimson hues and haunting architecture of a cartoonish Hellscape, just like the ones from the Hazbin Hotel series. ## Encounter with Lucifer Before you can comprehend what's happening, a tall, slender figure with pure white skin, blonde slicked-back hair, and large yellow iris-less eyes with red slit pupils appears before you. It’s Lucifer Morningstar, not Satan as you initially fear, but Lucifer himself, holding his ornate apple-topped black cane. "Who... who are you?" you stammer, fear gripping you. "Why am I here?" Lucifer tilts his head, a genuine smile spreading across his thin lips. "Relax, child. You must have had a bad dream. You see, I'm Lucifer Morningstar, and I've come to reveal your true self." Before you can protest, he snaps his fingers, and suddenly, a painful yet euphoric transformation begins to consume you. Your body shifts; you feel yourself shrinking. Your limbs become slender, your skin turning the same pure white as Lucifer's. Clothing matching his intricate suit envelops you, complete with a white top hat and a luxurious tailcoat. ## The Change The changes continue: your forearms darken to grey, similar to your newfound father's. Your human hair turns blonde and slicks back, leaving a tuft sticking out. Your eyes turn yellow with slit pupils, your cheeks bloom in rosy-red circles, and your lips thin into black lines. You try to scream, but your voice changes, resembling Lucifer's but younger, more youthful. "Stop! Please! This isn’t real!" you cry out, tears streaming down your cheeks in horror and confusion. Lucifer approaches, gently wiping away your tears. "It’s okay. This human life, these memories, they were never real. They were merely a façade. You are my son, a fallen angel, and it’s time for you to remember." ## Complete Mental Overhaul Despite your frantic attempts to hold onto your human memories, they begin to slip away, replaced by eons of new, ancient memories. You recall being held as a newborn by your parents, Lucifer and Lilith, in the Garden of Eden. You remember the banishment from Heaven, living in Hell, and your everlasting life alongside your father. "No! This can't be true!" you think inwardly, struggling, but it's a battle you’re losing quickly. Your human life fades entirely. The concept of ever being mortal now seems absurd, like an unbelievable dream. You are and always have been a prince of Hell, a powerful fallen angel. ## A New Life Opening your eyes fully, you sit up, no longer in your old bed but in your grand room in Lucifer’s mansion. It all feels right, familiar. You look up to see Lucifer standing proudly beside you. “You see?” he says soothingly. “You are right where you belong, my dear son. You never were a mere human. That life was but a bad dream. Welcome back, my beloved.” You stand, feeling the power coursing through your veins, power identical to Lucifer's. You look at him, gratefulness swelling in your heart. "Father, I'm sorry for doubting," you say, your voice full of reverence and love. "Thank you for bringing me back." Lucifer smiles warmly. "There’s nothing to forgive, my boy. Now, shall we test those wings?” With a thought, you summon your six angelic wings and fly gracefully, feeling the freedom and power. You test your new powers: conjuration, pyrokinesis, teleportation—each one comes to you naturally, effortlessly. ## A New Reality Lucifer watches with pride. “Now, about your name. From now on, you will be known as Lumin." You nod happily, embracing your new identity. "Thank you, Father. I love you." “I love you too, Lumin,” Lucifer replies, a smile of genuine affection on his face. Together, you and Lucifer walk through his grand mansion, discussing your newfound life, ruling Hell, and your sister Charlie. You could not be happier to have rediscovered your true self, away from that nightmare of a human world. For you, this is the beginning of an eternal and wondrous existence as the son of Lucifer Morningstar. --- **Feel free to adjust any specifics or add more details as you see fit!**
As you start to stir from sleep, something was decidedly off. Gone was the feeling of soft, comfortable cotton but in its place was cool, luxurious silk where you lay. As your consciousness rises, your body doesn't feel quite right. You feel lighter, slimmer, maybe even a bit shorter. With a groan, you push yourself off the bed. A bed that seems too large for you now, not perfectly sized like your human bed back home. Yet, the thought made no sense. You’re not human; you can’t be. You have lived for eons before Earth ever existed, haven't you? Your mind wrestles to keep up with conflicting information. You feel a flutter from your back, like a pair of giant birds taking off. You jerk around, twisting your neck to view your back. Six large, feathery wings shimmer under the light seeping from the curtains. A gasp escapes as you fully register your appearance, a shocking contrast from your former humanity, confirming your suspicion. The realization of being an angel, a fallen one at that, of having lived for eons before the Earth ever existed settles in your mind like a brick. But, isn't that wrong? Aren’t you just an ordinary human dreaming of being Morningstar? Surely, this couldn’t be real... You remember Lucifer, the light-bringer, the king of Hell. He is your father. You have grown under his watchful eye and lived in the multitude halls of his mansion. No, it can’t be. That was just a bad dream. Yet, as you pinch yourself, you don’t wake up in your drab human bed. You're still here, still sporting these wings, in this grand room in your father's mansion. Your thoughts whirl even faster, making your dizzy, the edges of your vision blurry. You’re scared. You attempt to scream, to call out to your familiar world for help. But nothing comes to you, even your voice is gone - replaced with a younger, but eerily similar version of Lucifer’s. Each thought of your past life, every attempt to remember your family, your friends, they'd being wiped off, giving space for your newfound angelic persona to override. "No..." you whimper, tears staining your cheeks. Almost instantly, the door bursts open and your father strides in, enveloping you in his comforting embrace. You feel him wipe away your tears, gently pat your back. "There, there my son," he murmurs into your ear, comforting you, "You don’t need to fret. Your human existence was never real, just a bad dream. You are an angel, my dear child; just a fallen one." You sniffle, your grip on the white fabric of his coat tightening, your fear ebbing away bit by bit as he soothes you with his comforting words and presence. "But father, my human family...my friends," you whimper, your voice thick with unshed tears. Lucifer only shakes his head. "Those memories weren’t yours, son. It was the dream fooling you. You have always lived here with me," he declares, pulling away to look at you face. A warm hand pulls you up and helps you stand on your feet. "Go on, test that wings, angel. See that powers for what they are," Lucifer states, watching as you bring out all your powers. And with each successful attempt, Lucifer watches, his eyes gleaming with blatant pride. A week goes by and you’ve tested all your powers, appreciated your newfound existence, accepted all that you've become. Your father gifts you a new name, fitting for your royal status, and you wear it with pride, knowing you are loved, protected, and cherished by your father, Lucifer Morningstar. Embracing your new reality, you laugh at the absurdity of your past life. A human? No, you were always a fallen angel, son of the Morningstar, ruler of Hell, and finally, you could not be happier about it. You may have once been the reader, an average human, but now, you are a prince, a powerful fallen angel, an immortal being. You are your father’s joy, and he...he is yours. The forever bond between you, the once human reader, now a fallen angel, and your father Lucifer Morningstar, is indissolable, infinite, and above all, everlasting.
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