The reader would now have all of Lucifer's memories and personalities replaced with their own, complete with the gender change if the reader is female, clothes change if desired, age change to the re

Your ordinary world begins to warp. Somehow, from the shadows, a figure emerges - an oddly familiar portrait graced on many a comic book, yet so much more surreal and insidious in real life: Lucifer Morningstar, the ruler of Hell from the Hazbin Hotel universe. Paralyzed by the sight, you are whisked away into a vortex of color, leaving the reality you once knew. You find yourself in the heart of Hell, the domain of Lucifer himself. He offers an airily nonchalant explanation for your abduction: he seeks companionship, a co-ruler, a twin. Musing on the prospect, he waves his apple-topped cane over you. A surge of energy cascades onto you, and the transformation commences. Your skin is the first thing that changes, whitening as a moonbeam and becoming as flawless as marble. Your hair, or lack thereof, grows and lightens until it's a brilliant blonde, styled in a sophisticated way. You can feel your eyebrows thickening and growing darker, stark against your now luminous skin. Your vision sharpens, and you blink, surprised to see the colors around you intensify and the details become vivid. A glance down reveals that your eyes are now slitted and red, exactly like Lucifer's. The area around your eyes darkens, giving it a purple eyeshadow look. Your lips feel strangely different, and you run your tongue along them, realizing they have darkened to black. As you open your mouth, your teeth feel sharp and pointy. The clothes on your body begin to shift, a metaphorical snake shedding its old skin. You are draped in a white, high-collared suit, a black bowtie, and a pair of black knee-high heeled boots. A feeling of silk brushes against your torso, and you look down to see a red undershirt adorned with white stripes tucked neatly into your suit. A wide-brimmed hat soon materializes atop your head, followed by a matching cane in your hand. A golden ring, etched with intricate designs, decorates your left pinkie. In an odd sensation, the air seems further down, and you realize your height has changed. You're not a giant, but you're not average height either. You're somewhere in between, slightly shorter than Charlie and Lilith, but taller than most. Lastly, the most unnerving change occurs, as a flood of memories and persona that are not your own invade your mind. Recollections of being the ruler of Hell, of Charlie and Lilith, all substitute your past life. All your erstwhile thoughts and experiences are subsumed by those of Lucifer's, until every remnant of your previous self is extinguished. You look at a nearby mirror, and Lucifer's reflection grins back at you. You are startled, then slowly start smiling. The transformation is complete. You are now identical to Lucifer Morningstar: The King of Hell, completely renewed in body, spirit, and mind.