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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a male human reader (a boy of 11 years old) turning into Crimson (from the Helluva Boss series), complete with clothes change, age progression, height progression, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Crimson's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting these mental changes and his attempts to call the reader's parents for help, making the reader permanently and completely forget about his past self as a normal human and only remember being Crimson, an imp and a mafia leader). For Crimson's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a quite tall imp demon, standing closer in height to Blitzo, with white hair, black and white striped horns, and yellow sclera. Around his eyes are white markings, with the right being larger than the left. He possesses a crooked and bent tail with white accents near the base and on the middle of his tail fork. His appearance is similar to his son Moxxie, with similar hair and shape of his horns, however larger and slightly more jagged. Unlike his son (Moxxie), Crimson's skin is a darker shade of red and his legs appear to be plantigrade (like a human's), rather than digitigrade, but still have red cloven hooves. All of Crimson's teeth are sharp fangs, while one of his fangs is a golden fang unlike the other teeth (which are white). Crimson's attire consists of a red high-collar shirt that grips his neck, topped by a navy blue coat with light blue accents, thin red stripes, red buttons, and red lining. His pants are dark blue which also have thin red stripes, and his shoes are black and red-heeled dress shoes. He also wears a black fedora with a red and white band. Crimson is a vicious and extremely ruthless crime boss that controls a large army of shark-like demon gangsters. He is horrifically abusive towards Moxxie since his childhood, constantly levying physical and psychological abuse towards Moxxie, and by extension his wife. He cultivates an aura of fear in those that know him, even towards his own family members and close associates like Moxxie and Chazwick. Ultimately, his greed and power come first to him, and he harbors no remorse for his victims. This comes to the point that he appears mentally prepared to kill blood-related family members, such as his wife and Moxxie, to advance his personal goals. Despite this, he is capable of exhibiting a seemingly jovial, warm, happy, and even charismatic presence when he chooses to do so, such as during his initial meeting with Blitzo and Millie, or during moments when he feels comfortable. However, he can be quick to discard this external display of affection as required. For Crimson's preference, he likes smoking, monetary gain, organized crime, mistreating Moxxie, and hanging body parts of his victims as house decorations; he however dislikes anyone who double-crosses him, anyone lesser than him, and anyone talking back to him. The story would be that Crimson's shark-like demon mafia group (with Alessio leading the other shark-like demons) wanted a leader of their own, and (unbeknownst to kid reader) the show's characters are self-aware. So out of supernatural reasons, the shark-like demons briefly leave the world of Helluva Boss and visits the real world to to abduct the reader and bring him to Crimson's house back in the Helluva Boss world, before they strapped him onto an invention that the demon mafia discovered on an alleyway, and turned the reader into Crimson (in both body and mind), and the transformation is permanent and irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
It was a quiet Sunday for 11-year-old Michael as he leisurely turned the pages of his favorite comic, Helluva Boss. Suddenly, there was a ripple in his bedroom, a blinding light, and before he knew it, he was face to face with a group of monstrous shark-like creatures. Michael recognized them they were Alessio and his gang, characters from Helluva Boss. But that was impossible; it was just a comic. Yet, they stood there, all too real. "Sorry, kiddo, but we need a new leader. Boss orders," one of them, presumably Alessio, growled. Before he could comprehend what was happening, he found himself strapped onto a bizarre looking contraption in what appeared to be an opulent mansion indicating that it was Crimson's estate. Suddenly, a wave of pain erupted within him, and his world spun. He could feel his body contorting and shifting. He tried to scream but his voice was lost amid the anguish. The once familiar limbs were now stretching, growing taller like Crimson's. He could feel the formation of jagged horns on his head and a coiling tail, the skin of his body turning from soft pink to dark red. He tried to reach out to his memories, the image of his parents, his home, anything to keep himself grounded. But the transformation was merciless, violently overwriting his mind, replacing his innocent, youthful cognition with the ruthless cunning of Crimson. "No...no...," he whimpered, his last human tether snapping clean. Distant memories of a peaceful human life dimmed, replaced by the cruel reality of his life as a demonic mafia boss. Altered to the core, the transformed Michael could see his reflection in a grand mirror, dressed in a red high-collar shirt, navy blue coat, and a black fedora. A golden tooth glinted among his white fangs as a wicked smile spread across his face. “Alessio,” his new voice, edgy and deep, resonated in the large room, “Round up the goons, we have deals to seal and rivals to kill.” He could feel a surge of enjoyment from the thought of imminent violence, a cruel pleasure that was entirely Crimson's. It was all too clear that the sweet, innocent boy he once was, was no more. Once a mere fan of Helluva Boss, he was now a character himself. He was Crimson; ruthless, heartless on his quest for dominance and power. A permanent transformation, there was no going back to the kid he used to be. And he liked it. Rather liked it... “Welcome back, boss,” Alessio sneered, a wicked glint in his eyes that matched Crimson’s. The legacy of Crimson was reborn, brought to life in the heart of an 11-year-old.
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