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Question: Write a POV transformation of a male human reader (a boy of between 7 years old) turning into Alastor the Radio Demon (from the animated series Hazbin Hotel), complete with clothes change, age progression (turning from a kid to an adult and being immortal), height progression (growing taller until he's about 7 feet tall), and mind/mental change (with the reader's mind being permanently and completely replaced with Alastor's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting them and his attempts of calling his parents for help, making the reader completely forget about his past self and only remember being Alastor). For Alastor's appearance (after the kid reader turned into him), he is a slim, dapper sinner demon with beige-colored skin, and usually has a broad smile 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 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 voice are similar to an old-fashioned radio announcer and speaks with a transatlantic accent, 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.
You feel a strange sensation tingling up and down your 7-year-old frame. It's an uneasy pressure, like you've somehow outgrown your own skin and everything around you is too small. You glance up from the comic of Hazbin Hotel you're reading, noting with confusion that the ceiling appears to be coming closer. Suddenly, an immense urge to stand up seizes you. It's as if your body knows something you don't, aware of a transformation that is about to happen. As you stand, the world seems to recede around you, the ceilings growing ever farther away as you surge in height. Worry creeps into your heart but you're unable to vocalize your fear. The experience is dizzying, your perspective shifting dramatically as you watch the world drop away below you, coming to a stop only when you reach around seven feet tall. You feel displaced, your clothes no longer fitting right – they're tight and uncomfortable. You look down at your hands; they have changed color, from their usual tan to a pale, unusual beige. They're much bigger, and the fingers thinner and elongated, ending with sharp red claws. You panic, attempting to call for your parents but the voice that comes out isn't yours. It sounds older, more mature, and mixed with a hint of static, like an old radio show. A transatlantic accent that is not yours fills the room. What used to be your bedroom now seems alien and too small for your monstrous frame. You touch your throat, feeling a strange sensation. It's not just your voice that has changed; you think differently, like your mind has been overwritten. Stubbornly, you cling to the memories of your old self, trying to recollect your parent's faces, your favorite toys, or even the taste of your mom’s cookies. You're fighting to hold on, but bit by bit they slip away replaced with strange, dark, and unfamiliar memories. Images of Hell, faces of demons, and the knowledge of things a 7-year-old like your old self shouldn't know about fill your mind. Your vision wavers, darkening around the edges as you catch sight of your reflection from a picture hanging on the wall. A cold dread settles within you as the figure staring back isn't a 7-year-old boy anymore. Instead, a dandyish dapper sinner demon meets your dark red gaze. His beige skin is slim and tall, dressed in a red pinstripe coat, worn over a bright red dress-shirt. Two small black antlers protrude from his cropped bob-cut hair, and a dark, oval-shaped monocle resting over the right eye completes the sinister look. A broad smile full of sharp, yellow teeth is permanent on his face, contrasting with panicky eyes. A wave of giddy, sadistic amusement washes over you as realization dawns: you're not a boy anymore. You're Alastor, the infamous Radio Demon from Hazbin Hotel. Your transformation is complete; you're no longer the person you used to be. Now, you embody Alastor's terrifying and charismatic demeanor, radiating a macabre aura that belies your once-innocent figure. You are ready to reign with the moniker of the Radio Demon in this cruel world of Hell. You no longer remember your past, the memories of being a 7-year-old boy completely replaced with Alastor's haunting past. Alastor's grim reality has become your own and his one-and-only desire to spread chaos and pandemonium is your only goal now.
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