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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a mortal human reader turning into an identical clone of Lucifer Morningstar (from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, height change, age change, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personalities and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite his/her best efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making him/her completely forget about his/her past self and only remember being Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after the reader turned into his clone), he has pure white skin, blonde hair, thick black eyebrows, black lips and a mouth full of sharp teeth. 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 has no visible ears or nostrils, giving him a less "human" appearance. 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 Charlie and his wife Lilith, but he is still tall compared with most other demons. 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 would be that Lucifer Morningstar was getting bored with ruling Hell by himself and wanted a twin brother of his own for more easy ruling, more comfort, and more entertainment, so Lucifer Morningstar (by some supernatural means) briefly left the series' Hell and into real life to kidnap the reader and sent him/her to the world of Hazbin Hotel before using supernatural magic at the reader which turned him/her into his clone, thus turning the reader into Lucifer's identical twin brother (the reader tried to fight those new memories and personality, not wanting to be completely transformed in either body or mind, but is fighting a losing battle and his/her mind been completely replaced with Lucifer's mind), and the transformation is permanent and irreversible. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking.
There you sat, engrossed in a compelling book by the lamp light when the words on the print began to swirl, eliciting a gasp from you. Before you could understand what was happening, the room darkened and the sensation of being pulled out of your reality consumed you. Disoriented, you landed in a world starkly different from your own. A towering figure in an extravagant white suit towered before you, his blonde hair sharpening the contrast against his ghostly pallor. A wide grin full of shark-like teeth occupied his black lips and his reptilian eyes bore into you. It was Lucifer Morningstar, of the Hazbin Hotel series. Panic boiled inside you, but as you attempted to flee, his laughter echoed around, freezing you in place. "Oh, my dear, do not fear!" he chided playfully, twirling his apple adorned cane. "I'm just bearing an exciting opportunity for you!" "What do you want?" You stuttered, heart pounding in your chest. Lucifer's grin widened, "You, dear reader, have a chance of becoming my identical brother. Wouldn't that be a hoot?" You shirked away, shaking your head vehemently. But before you could resist any further, Lucifer's cane came down and a blue light engulfed you. Initially, you felt taller, stronger. You looked down, noticing the white suit, complete with a crimson-striped undershirt. Your clothes had transformed eerily to match Lucifer's impeccable taste. You wrung your hands, unnerved, and felt something cold on your pinkie - a golden ring. Touching your face, you noticed the transformation creeping up, making your skin bone-white, your lips black, and a foreign set of sharp teeth in your mouth. Reaching onto your head, you felt the edges of a wide-brimmed hat and dread settled in the pit of your stomach. The finality of the physical transformation now complete, you were the mirror image of Lucifer Morningstar. Whilst your body had surrendered to Lucifer's magic, your mind fought ferociously to hold onto your identity. But then, memories flooded into your mind—memories that weren't your own, but rather Lucifer's. Intimate moments with Lilith, ruling Hell, and the overwhelming sensation of your love for polka music. Your formative experiences, personality traits, everything that made you, 'you', was getting replaced with Lucifer's. Frustration bubbled up as you gritted your sharp teeth, "I'll never be you, Lucifer!" But your denial only amplified the pace of transformation. Eventually, your memory of once being a human faded to nothing. You could only remember being Lucifer Morningstar—an individual as charismatic as he was menacing. A heartily laughter echoed in the background, "Welcome, brother!" Crossing his arms, Lucifer Morningstar, the devil himself, looked at you approvingly. Helpless, you looked back at him, your daunting yellow eyes meeting his. His smile mirrored on your face. What were you resisting anyway? You no longer remembered. After all, you were always Lucifer Morningstar.
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