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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the mortal human reader turning into an identical clone of 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, the same age as Alastor's exact age as Alastor, exactly as left off from Alastor's death from his human life in 1933, becoming immortal in the process), height progression, voice change (the reader's voice becoming the exact same voice as Alastor's voice), 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 his identical clone), 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 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. Alastor has many supernatural powers, such as demon transformation (the ability to turn into a more powerful demon form and control this shapeshifting ability, and return back to his default self on command), tentacle creation (the ability to produce black tentacles from his back and can create tentacles from outside his body, such as summoning tentacles through a portal), 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). When in his full demon form, Alastor's body grow more elongated (making him even taller, more than 10 feet tall) and with broader shoulders (although his clothes grow with him to fit this form and his limbs become longer, his neck gains extra joints, and his black antlers grow in size to become massive black antlers. In Alastor's full demon form, his sclera turn black with his pupils turn into the shape of radio dials. His suit and ends of his mouth, in his full demon form, also gain stitches along them. 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 Alastor is getting sick and tired of seeing humans of the real world making comics, picture sequences, and stories of him turning into random characters and creatures, and his is also sick and tired of being viewed as a pure evil monster, and to his dismay, the human reader views demons (who he/she is afraid of) as nothing more than stereotypical pure evil monsters. So Alastor (by some supernatural means and to teach the reader a lesson (plus he wanted an identical twin brother)) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel (he asks the transforming reader on how would the reader like it if the reader was the one transforming) before using his supernatural magic at the reader which turned the reader into his completely identical clone in both the body and the mind. The transformed reader is unable to stop smiling (he/she has a permanent smile against his/her will), with the reader trying to frown or push his/her mouth to the opposite emotions aside from smiling with his/her own fingers, but to no avail. During the transformation (and before his/her memories and personality are replaced with Alastor's memories and personality), the reader is horrified, hoping that everything that was happening was just a bad dream/nightmare and hoping to wake up, but sadly, this is all happening for real. Despite the reader's efforts, the reader is unable to fend off the new personality and memories, thus permanently turning the reader into Alastor's identical twin brother. The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and the transformation is completely irreversible. 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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You find yourself exhausted from a long day of work, mindlessly scrolling through a website filled with fan-made content of the strange and captivating characters from Hazbin Hotel. With your curiosity getting the best of you, you click on a promising story featuring none other than Alastor, the Radio Demon. The pages turn as your eyes scan the text, your interest piqued by his intricate personality and his sharp-clawed smile. Suddenly, your surroundings start to shift and blur. The room around you seems to dissolve, replaced by an eerie red glow. You try to scream, but no sound escapes your lips. A chilling voice fills the air, dripping with charm and unsettling mirth. "How would you like it if the tables were turned, dear reader?" You feel a jolt as your body is yanked forward, and you are suddenly face-to-face with Alastor himself. His wide grin stretches unnaturally from cheek to cheek as he steps closer. "You see, I grow quite weary of being confined to mere stories and pictures," he purrs, his voice a smooth, mocking melody. "Especially when they paint me as simply a monster. Let us see how you fare in my shoes, shall we?" Your terror culminates in a scream that echoes through the empty air, and with a rapid flourish, Alastor’s magic envelops you. Your body begins to contort and shift in unimaginable ways. "No, this can’t be real," you think desperately. "Wake up!" But no matter how much you struggle against the transformation, your reality remains inexorably altered. Your height stretches upwards, growing taller and taller until you nearly reach seven feet, your limbs extending unnaturally thin while your torso broadens. With your skin bleaching to a haunting beige, your spine tingles as two small antlers erupt from the crown of your head. You catch a glimpse of your hands, now ending in red clawed fingers. A pinkish-red bob with black tips replaces your hair, and when you look down, you notice your attire morphing into a red pinstripe coat, a ragged hem brushing against your new dress pants. "No, please, stop," you plead, but the words come out in a disturbingly familiar Transatlantic accent. The room twists again, and you find yourself clutching a thin cane with a sentient vintage microphone attached to it, which echoes your thoughts in your new, mellifluous voice. Your reflection stares back at you with dark-red sclerae and unsettlingly bright-red irises. "This isn't me," you think frantically, but the smile etched across your face refuses to falter. Alastor stands by, watching with glee as your mental state begins to crumble. "Ah, yes, such a delicious spectacle. Did you know, dear reader, that memories are quite fragile?" His words seep into your mind like a dark poison, and your thoughts begin to clash, a battle between who you were and who you are becoming. Your memories bombard you, splintering into fragments as they are overwritten by Alastor’s memories. You remember his mother's cooking, the old "picture shows," the stock market crash, and dancing—a passion that is now vividly yours. "No, no, remember who you are!" You fight to hold onto any sliver of your former self, but it all dissolves into the growing cacophony of Alastor's experiences. Gradually, your thoughts align with a darker, more twisted sense of self-importance. The fear fades, replaced with amusement and dangerous cunning. Your struggle ends in vain, the last of your original memories dissipating entirely. This new persona consumes you, leaving nothing but Alastor's essence in its wake. "You did put up quite a fight," your voice cackles, the sound not entirely your own, yet entirely you. The transformation is complete. You are Alastor, the Radio Demon, with no memory of ever having been anyone else. "Well then," you say, your permanent grin widening, "time to make Hell a bit more... entertaining, don't you think?" The microphone on your cane crackles, and your laughter echoes through the red-tinted world that now feels unmistakably like home.

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May 30, 2024, 12:18 a.m.

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Published: Thursday, May 30, 2024

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