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**Title:** The Moon's Melody: A Nightmarish Transformation into Alastor the Radio Demon **Story:** The moon shone bright in the night sky, casting an eerie glow over the world as its beams danced t

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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the human reader being cursed and transformed at every full moon night into Alastor (from an adults cartoon/animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, age change (becoming the age of 30s-40s years old, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression (growing from a normal height to 7 feet tall), voice change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Alastor the Radio Demon). For Alastor's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a slim (having an unnaturally thin torso, neck, arms, and legs, except his shoulders are broad), dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has an unnaturally broad smile (reaching from each cheek's upper area) full of sharp, yellow teeth (he has no ability to frown due to this permanent smile). He is approximately 7 feet tall. He sports a pinkish-red cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips at the ends and two large, black tipped tufts of hair extending from the top of his head, evoking the ears of a deer. The style has an undercut at the back, and two small black antlers protruding from the crown, which can grow in size in his full demonic form. Alastor's eyes have dark-red sclerae, bright-red irises and thin black pupils (which can change into the shape of radio dials when shifting into his full demon form). His forearms and lower legs fade to dark grey, and he has red hoof-toed feet and red clawed fingers. Alastor wears a red pinstripe coat with dark-red lapels piped with white, which is ragged along the bottom hem. Underneath this he wears a bright red dress-shirt with a black cross on the chest, and long black dress pants with matching bright red cuffs. He also wears a dark-red oval-shaped monocle, rimmed with black, over his right eye. He accessorizes with a black knotted bowtie with a bright red center, black gloves with red at the fingertips, and black pointed-toe boots with red deer hoofprints emblazoned on the soles. Alastor also carries a thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it, which he uses to play sound effects and broadcast his voice. His voice also sounds like it is coming from an old-fashioned vintage radio. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form), flexibility (able to contort his body into numerous unnatural poses), demonic magic (able to cast magic thanks to the high power-level he has accrued in the demon ranking system, this magic takes the visual form of glowing red symbols that resemble Voodoo veve, which float around him), shadow manipulation (able to summon shadows and manipulate them into doing his bidding), spatial warping (able to get around with the help of his shadow, allowing teleportation through this ability), portal creation (able to transport others to his location easily via the portals he makes), pyrokinesis (able to summon small balls of fire for display purpose), phytokinesis (able to make plants wilt with a single stare), manifestation, photokinesis (able to project red glowing light from his eyes as well as his microphone), and outfit alteration (capable of changing the outfits of his targets as well as his own with a snap of a finger). He is also capable of various other abilities including deal-making (as Alastor is known to be a deal-maker demon; deal-maker demons like Alastor can increase their power by dealing in souls, which is a very powerful commodity in hell, so they’re seen as very manipulative and not to be toyed with, deal-making is not something every demon can do, as such it is not to be taken lightly as it doesn’t generally work out well for the other party), broadcasting (when he was a living human, Alastor's profession was as a radio show host, and he continues his broadcasts in Hell as a demon, ensuring that Hell's denizens are aware of his activities over the airwaves, earning him the title of "The Radio Demon"), bilingualism (Alastor can speak English fluently as well as some broken Creole French), cooking (Alastor is noted to be "a big foodie" and mentions having admired his mother's cooking, specifically her Jambalaya), musical/dancing/theatrical talent (Alastor is known to display moderate vocal abilities and excels at dancing, with some people noting tap to be a style he excels in specifically, he also shows a flair for theatrical showmanship), and wide intellect (Alastor is known to be quite a cunning individual, resulting in him accruing a large amount of power through his tricks and deal-making). For his personality, Alastor stands out from many of the more chaotic residents of hell for his well maintained amiable persona. He gives the first-impression of a good-natured and charming man, wearing a permanently wide grin on his face at all times. Alastor's behavior, mannerisms, and even his manly voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent (always literally sound like he is talking through a vintage radio), often using quaint anachronisms such as "the picture show" and refers to Charlie as a "charming demon belle". This playful dandyish exterior, however, obscures a much darker side to him - one with high levels of self-importance - and he will not hesitate to use physical violence when others don't act in line with his very particular values or expectations. For Alastor's preferences, he likes/loves smiling, invading people's personal space, his mother and her cooking, the "picture show", strong liquor, cooking, people failing, playing pranks, black coffee, bitter tastes, theater, dancing, the Stock Market Crash of 1929, and venison; however, he dislikes being touched, dogs (possibly related to his death as a mortal human in 1933), frowning, tea, anything sweet, Angel Dust's sexual remarks, post-30s' technology, and anyone ruining his outfit. The story is that the reader has been cursed by an evil gypsy woman to transform into a demonic creature every full moon night; however, the reader just laughs off and believes that it was just a lady doing a scary yet silly prank. Just days later, at one night, however, when the moon is full, the reader undergoes a transformation. But he/she does not transform into a werewolf as he/she initially believes/thinks by the start of the transformation, instead, the reader transforms (against his/her will) completely into Alastor the Radio Demon, in both body and mind, every full moon night (the reader tries to fight back all the changes and call for help, but to no avail), leaving the reader, now Alastor (known as Were-Alastor due to transforming from a mortal human every full moon night), to broadcast as well as kill and feast on any mortal humans every night when the moon is full. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they are thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).

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The day was like any other, buzzing with the rhythm of the ordinary. You were just minding your business when a strange-looking gypsy woman approached you. Her words were as cold as her icy gaze. "You," she pointed a crooked finger, "will be cursed to transform into a demon every full moon!" Your laughter mixed with the city noise, brushing her words aside as a simple prank. Then came the night of the full moon. The atmosphere was thick with suspense as an unknown, lurking dread seeped into your veins. You laughed it off, but the first sign of the impending curse sent a cold shiver down your spine. Suddenly, your body convulsed. You were seized by a horrifying spasm, feeling your skin prickle and tighten as everything within you screamed for release. Your stature grew, a heart-stopping progression towards an unnatural height. The world around you became smaller as your viewpoint spiraled upwards, reaching an astounding seven feet high. As your body elongated, you could feel the deformation of your limbs, thinning and extending into unsettling lengths, and your clothes contorting to fit the disconcerting changes of your body. An unnaturally broad smile fixed into your face, full of sharpened, yellow teeth that glinted ominously under the pierscing moonlight. It felt as though your face was splitting in half with that smile. The transformation was far from over; a cropped, angled bob-cut with black tips took place of your normal hair. It felt odd on your head, paired with two large, black tipped tufts of hair, antlers even, extending from the crown. Your eyes transformed next, the whites turning to dark-red scleras and the irises glowing an eerie bright red. A dark-red oval-shaped monocle was affixed on your eye, seemingly out of nowhere. While your body underwent the metamorphosis, your mind too, echoed the changes. Your memories faded like watercolors under a torrential downpour, replaced by an alien narrative. You could feel your personality ebbing away, replaced by the growing dominance of a foreign mental presence. The struggle to keep your identity was distressing, only to eventually yield to the inevitable dominance of the demon's memories and personality. Then, the physical transformation became complete. You stood there, looking at the mirror in awe and dread. You were a carbon copy of Alastor, an iconic figure from the animated series Hazbin Hotel. As you approached the mirror, your reflection transformed with you – the creature looking back at you was no longer your own. Underneath your coat, you found a red dress shirt adorned with a black cross, long black dress pants with bright red cuffs. Gloves that peeked with red at the fingertips and boots imprinted with red deer hoofprints covered your hands and feet. A sentient vintage style microphone attached to a thin cane manifested itself by your side. Your body involuntarily picked it up and spun it around. The radio demon awoke with a flood of memories. "Egads, the picture show!" You exclaimed with your new voice, accurately mimicking a voice from an old-fashioned vintage radio. You relished strong liquor, admired your mother's cooking, and even yearned to see the Stock Market crash of 1929. At the same time, the faint memories of tea and anything sweet sent an aversion coursing through your body. The transformation was a terrifying yet fascinating experience. The nights when the moon was full became a sickeningly exciting event. Forced into a life you didn't choose, you were now Alastor, only able to remember being the Radio Demon. Every full moon night, after your transformation, you were out to kill and feast, broadcasting into the night, reminding everyone of your presence. Haunted by the earthly remnants of your life as a mortal and thriving on your current existence as the demon Alastor, you were caught between the horrors of what you had become and the thrilling anticipation of the power you now wielded. The cruel curse by the gypsy woman had changed your life, making you embrace the horrific form of a demon every full moon night, ominously whispered as the 'Were-Alastor'. And thus, you lived, in this bizarre, unreal life of yours... forever.

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April 15, 2024, 1:54 a.m.

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Published: Monday, April 15, 2024

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