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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader and his/her friend or sibling turning into identical clones of Lucifer Morningstar (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader and/or the reader's sibling or friend are female), clothes change, age progression, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's and the friend's/sibling's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite the reader's and his/her friend/sibling's efforts on fighting those new personality and memories, making them completely forget that they were ever normal humans and only remember being the king of Hell Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader and his/her sibling/friend turned into his clones), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp 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, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, 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 and his wife, Lilith. 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. The story is that Lucifer hated the idea of redemption (since he believes all demons are irredeemable) and find Charlie's idea of a rehabilitation hotel, the Happy Hotel, ridiculous. So, to make his daughter see Lucifer's point and an attempt to abandon the demon rehabilitation idea, he used his supernatural powers on Charlie, turning her into his completely identical doppelganger with exact same mind as his own. The story takes place after this other story: https://www.theinternet.io/articles/ask-ai/great-idea-daddy-im-glad-you-think-so-pumpkin-lets-get-started-on-this-rehabilitation-hotel-of-yours-its-going-to-be-so-amazing-i-know-it-is-love-i-just-know-it/ . After turning Charlie Morningstar (Lucifer's daughter) into his new doppelganger, Lucifer wanted more fun and more clones of himself, and so he brought the reader and his/her friend/sibling from the real world and into the world of Hazbin Hotel before he used supernatural powers to transform the reader and the sibling/friend, with them both trying to resist the physical and mental changes, but to no avail. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
Story Title: "Dawn of the Morningstar: A Metamorphosis" The day started out like any other. You and your friend/friend were flipping through channels on the TV, just hanging out and relaxing. Suddenly, the TV flickered before the two of you wound up somewhere else entirely - Hell, more specifically, the world of Hazbin Hotel. There was no denying the hordes of demons, the chaotic ambiance, and the towering infernal spires scattered across a seemingly infinite landscape. You were completely out of your element. "Where are we...?" your friend/sibling mouthed open in a choke before the voice suddenly transmuted to a seductive, harmonic tone. "Welcome to my world!" A voice echoed across the room. Spinning around, you were met with the sight of none other than Lucifer Morningstar, with his signature grin plastered on his face. "What's...what's happening?!" You questioned, feeling your height rapidly decreasing, and your body's shape shifting grotesquely. Lucifer responded jauntily, "I'm having a bit of fun, my dear. Indeed, isn't jocularity the true essence of us demons?" His laughter echoed throughout the chamber. Despite your attempt to resist, your body continued its grotesque shift. Your clothes changed into Lucifer's traditional attire - a white high collar suit, a pair of knee-high heeled boots, a black bowtie, and a red undershirt with white stripes. A wide-brimmed white top hat materialized on your head, a golden snake and apple clinging to its brim like an impish crown. By your side, confused in the same whirlpool of magic, your friend/friend underwent a similar transformation. Their features mirror yours, morphing into the exact image of Lucifer. Despite attempts to fight the inevitable, neither of you could stop the transformation that was afflicting you both. It wasn't just your physical bodies that were changing. It started as a whisper in the dark corners of your mind. Its voice was alluring, sinister yet full of irresistible charm. Lucifer's personality began to unfurl in your minds, like a contract in blood. Memories that weren't yours soon overcame your thoughts. Times spent cracking jokes and frolicking in the company of other demons, moments shared with Lilith – passionate, blissful and filled with a long-forgotten warmth. Years of demonic decadence and monarchical rule supplanted your own recollections, slowly erasing your human identities. Your past lives were consumed, forgotten, replaced by Lucifer Morningstar's identity. "No...No!" You heard yourself shouting, but your desperate attempts amounted to nothing more than turning your once familiar voice into a mere echo of Lucifer's charismatic tenor. "Ah, how splendid!" Lucifer applauded gleefully. "Marvelous clones of a truly marvelous being! Ahaha, oh, this will be entertaining, indeed!" Back in the real world, your bodies were gone. However, in this bizarre reality, Lucifer – or better said, you – stood by your side, gazing at your figures and chuckling heartily. Your transformation was complete. You were exact duplicates of the whimsical King of Hell, inside out, from appearance to conscience. "Is this...what it feels like to be...me?" One of you asked, the voice silky and cruel in a seductive way. "Welcome to the party," Answered the other, with a smirk on the new black lips, just a cruel look behind the yellow eyes. "This is only the beginning." And so, you lived, as Lucifer Morningstar."You" ruled, laughed, and loved in this twisted realm, conditioned to despise redemption while reveling in sinful pleasures. Your attempts to fight these new personas were futile. You completely forgot you were once normal humans, and only remembered being the King of Hell. Lucifer's chuckle echoed in the chamber, as if applauding this wonderfully perverse jest. After all, what better way to emphasize his point of demon's irredeemability than to turn innocents into his exact clones? The transformation was complete. Welcome to the dawn of a new era, an era where you, your friend/sibling, and Charlie Morningstar were no longer 'you', but 'Lucifer Morningstar'. Invigorated by your new-found identities, you began your reign, embracing the promising darkness of the new dawn.
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