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Question: Write the POV transformation of the mortal human reader turning into Lucifer Morningstar (the king of hell from the adults animated TV series Hazbin Hotel), complete with transgender (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age progression (becoming thousands of years old adult and being immortal), height progression, 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, making the reader completely forget about his past self, having no memories of being a mortal human, 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 reader turned into him), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp white 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 with golden buttons and red insides (that reaches the backs of his knees), white poofy pants, a pair of black 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.
As I stand in the plainness of the room I've known all my life, strange sensations suddenly tickle my consciousness. The stillness of the air breaks as it shivers, an array of ardent colors blurring my vision. Panic trails lightly on the edges of my mind, yet the comfort of familiarity is swept away in a tide of bewildering change. "I feel... different," I mumble inaudibly as an odd pressure settles into my heart, overshadowing the anxiety whittling around my thoughts. It feels as if time... slows, stretching into a seeming eternity. One moment, I'm standing as a typical mortal citizen of Earth, and the next... I'm not. Physical changes enrapture me first. I feel my body elongating, stretching upward until I'm taller - yet still not the tallest in the room. My skin tingles into unfamiliar paleness, cold yet pleasantly soothing like ice. As I close my eyes, unfamiliar features shape into existence. Thick black eyebrows morph above my eyes, while my mouth fills with an array of sharpened teeth, a wolf-like grin plastered on my face. "I've been waiting for you, my love," a familiar yet odd voice reaches my ears. My eyes flutter open, greeted by a colourful scene rippling with unfamiliar energy and life. A world vastly different from my own. Hell. Hazbin Hotel. The place my essence now calls home. A shimmering reflection catches my attention from a standing mirror across the room. A white suit adorns my figure, accompanied by a red undershirt with white stripes and dark black heeled boots. A matching bowtie rests around my neck while a wide-brimmed top hat tops my blonde-coated head, crowned exteriorly with a golden ring. To complete the ensemble, I find a golden snake with a red apple curled around it, eerily similar to the serpent on my cane's top. Even amidst this bizarre spectacle, my confusion dials back a notch as a sense of exhilarating pleasure washes over me, unearthing a jubilant chuckle that reverberates deep from my chest. "Welcome to the family, Lucifer Morningstar." Dread creeps along the edges of my consciousness as I recognize the change within me is irreversible. I am thousands of years old, powerful, and intimidating. I glance around, memories that were not mine surfacing from the abyss, swarming my mind, displacing every ounce of my past self, eradicating any scraps of my mortal years. With every failed resistance, I become more him, until finally, there's nothing of me left. Charlie. Lilith. Polka music. A passion for puns, jokes, and quips. The love for my wife, the respect for my daughter. Everything that was once alien rushes in, replacing my human consciousness with something grander, something devilishly charming. In the end, I am no longer the mortal who started this story. I am Lucifer Morningstar, the king of Hell, forever and irreversibly.
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