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Question: Write the POV transformation of the male human reader (a boy of 6 years old) turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell from the adults animated TV series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to thousands of years old adult and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he was adult-sized), reality/world change (the reader's real world warping and turning into 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 (meaning it's forever) 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.
I blinked, rubbing my eyes. The comforting and familiar landscape of my bedroom seemed to shimmer and warp, as if being picked apart by invisible weavers. Suddenly, I could feel my small, childish feet being encased in unfamiliar shoes, and my clothes tightening around my growing form. I looked down in shock; not only was I wearing a white high collared suit with a red-striped undershirt, but knee-high boots too. Coupled with a black bowtie, the ensemble looked undeniably chic, albeit totally out of place for a six-year-old like me. Next, my face tingled, the sensation so intense I let out a whimper. Almost as if a chameleon undergoing a majestic transformation, my skin turned white - not pale, not sickly, but a vibrant, ethereal white. I touched my cheeks, feeling the skin taut and springy. My hair lightened into a bright, golden blonde. Just as I found myself aghast at these changes, my mind began to fog. Memories blurred and twisted out of shape, forcing their way out while simultaneously being replaced by images, feelings, and thoughts foreign to me. I yelled out for my parents, but my voice came out in a smooth, melodious timbre that resounded with undeniable charisma. It was almost as though a switch had been flicked, erasing me from today and instead thrusting me into the persona of someone else. Someone... sinister. The transformation wasn't over yet. My body continued to lengthen and solidify, muscles knotting and bulking under the white skin as my bones stretched to form an adult form. My natural human ears faded, leaving me eerily devoid of those features. I touched my face, feeling my lips, which had turned an inky black. Ever so tentatively, I opened my mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth that had replaced the tiny milk ones I'd had moments before. I steered myself towards the mirror, my heart pounding in my chest, an unfamiliar rhythm crinkling my brows into a frown. My eyes, once a normal blue, were now an arresting shade of yellow, their pupils slit-like, a stark contrast to my brilliant skin. With that last alteration, I didn't just look the part, I felt the part too. Residual memories being stripped away, everything that tethered me to my human self, was now being replaced with alien yet familiar thoughts, feelings, and experiences. I flexed my gloved fingers, feeling the power ripple under my skin. I was no longer the naive boy who held on to his innocence; instead, I was becoming Lucifer Morningstar, man or more accurately, a demon of grandeur and wit. My kingdom awaited, not here in this trivial human world, but in the layered existence of Hazbin Hotel. I had been a mere boy. But now... Now, I was Morningstar, King of Hell. Fear, not lessened by my flamboyant charm, gripped me, for lucidity struck; there was no return, no way back, only this eternal escapist reality.
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