"This is so much more interesting than ruling Hell!""I can't believe we're clones of Lucifer Morningstar!""This is the best day ever!""We are the new gods of Hell!""Lucifer Morningstar is the best!"

You and your sibling had enjoyed a peaceful evening at home when suddenly a brilliant scarlet light filled the room, drawing both of your full attention. ”What the…!" You both gasped, eyes reflecting the red hue of the intriguing spectacle. In the midst of this glowing brilliance, a characteristically eccentric figure appeared. His skin was a brilliant pure white which contrasted with his stark black eyebrows and lips. His eyes were a captivating yellow with red slit pupils resembling those of a snake. Almost an impossibility, but you both gasped again, recognizing the figure in the flare. "Lucifer Morningstar!" you downy stuttered. He, the witty, charismatic, self-indulgent creep from the animated series Hazbin Hotel, now appeared right in your living room. A sense of adventure and trepidation clashed within both of you. He smirked, flashing his mouth full of pointy teeth. "Just the flesh-bags I was looking for!" Lucifer laughed. His laughter had always been contagious, but you were too entranced by his sudden appearance to make light of anything. Lucifer cast you and your sibling a glance, a spark of magical flare igniting in his eyes. "I could use a partner in crime or two, you ready?" He said it with such an air of joviality that you momentarily forgot what he meant for you both. As realization dawned, both of you tried to back away, only to find yourselves rooted to the spot. Lucifer's slice of magic was swift and commanding as it engulfed both you and your sibling. "I believe it's time for you to... adapt," he said, a wicked grin spreading across his face. Both of you struggled, attempting to break free from the magical web Lucifer had spun around you. To no avail. Your bodies began to morph and change, despite your best efforts of resisting. It was a strange sensation - your bodies stretching, changing, reforming into something else, something remarkably familiar yet unnerving. Your sibling too, underwent the same changes. Your bodies felt different, foreign. But the most alarming change was yet to come. Your minds started spinning, memories and past experiences feeling distant as new memories, new life’s history, invaded your thoughts. You fought to hold onto your identities, but the mind transformation was a powerful rush, washing over your conscious self like an unstoppable tide. Despite every effort to resist, the last bit of "you" vanished, replaced with a new character's personality, a new life experience that wasn’t originally yours. In the mirror that hung on the wall, you saw two identical reflections of Lucifer Morningstar grinning back. "Well, hello clones!" the real Lucifer clapped his hands together and examined you both. There was a change in your tone when you spoke, a musicality that hadn't been there before. "Ah, splitting image," one of you – who even knew anymore – said, sharp teeth shimmering in the dim light. The real Lucifer laughed heartily as his two clones laughed with him. "I will never be bored again!" he declared, feeling triumphant for accomplishing such a splice. In an instant, you both realized you no longer held past recollections of your original selves. "Two Lucifers undeniably sound twice as fun!" the other one of you responded, adjusting your new white top hat, flicking a glance at the golden snake and red apple emblems on it. That was it. You both were Lucifer Morningstar, in flesh and in spirit, reborn to set Hazbin Hotel on fire. Together, the three of you chuckled again, serpent-like eyes glowing eerily, ready to face the wonderfully chaotic road ahead. Lucifer and his clones were ready to reign, to entertain, to rule, and to relish in the artistic chaos together. Two times the Lucifer, two times the fun. The mundane life you both knew was no more. The thrilling, luciferian life was what you both embraced wholeheartedly.