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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the 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.
From the comfort of your own world, though deceivingly, you find yourself suddenly yanked into the chaotic world of Hazbin Hotel. The transition between realms is dizzying, though the disorientation disappears as you realize you've been deposited in what appears to be a luxurious, extravagant room. You feel an ominous presence pressed against your soul with such intensity that every fiber of your being screams in protest. Before you stands a tall figure, undoubtedly Lucifer Morningstar, as he manifests himself, donned in a white suit and high collar, his aura radiating power and authority. He smiles, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, his eyes bearing slits akin to a snake gleaming with mischief and potential malevolence. "Ah, playing the king to these peasants is entertaining but rather lonely," Lucifer begins his silvery voice echoing through the room, "a bit of company is long overdue." Once the words sink in, a wave of panic floods you. You try to argue, to plead, but it's too late. The transfiguration begins, a shimmering mask of supernatural energy envelops you, warping your physical appearance to match Lucifer's. Your skin bleaches to a pristine white as if devoid of all life, your hair transitions into a halo of golden locks, styled impeccably as Lucifer's. Height shrinks, only a bit, as you try to maintain equilibrium in the heels that adorn your feet, now dressed in a high collar suit matching Lucifer's. Yet, the physical change wasn't profound enough. Your mind begins to tremble as the onslaught of Lucifer's memories and traits surge in, devouring fragments of your own identity. You fight with your remaining strength, screaming against this unavoidable mental invasion, but Lucifer's mind is merciless, supplanting every nook and cranny of your existence. Laughs echo in your ears, or rather Lucifer's, filling you with a strange sense of euphoria. Idle puns, candid sarcasm, and the raw power that Lucifer represented become a part of your consciousness, obliterating your past self while birthing a new entity. "Fight all you want, dear! But remember, two can rule better than one," Lucifer's voice becomes the drums of inevitability in your head as you surrender yourself to the transformation. Your once futile struggles gradually fade as your laughter now matches his tone. You feel a blend of regality and menace unconsciously seeping into your plush red-lined lips. The taste, it provokes a hunger for chaos and power, characteristic of Lucifer Morningstar. Your gaze falls upon the apple-topped cane that Lucifer effortlessly wields, and you feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Your fingers trace the golden ring now fitted on your left pinkie, almost instinctively, matching the one on Lucifer's. Under the brim of your crown-like top hat, freshly manifested thoughts about a certain Lilith Morningstar surge, muddled with sentiments of passionate, cheesy love filled affection. You marvel at the strange sensation, having never felt such infatuation before. Lucifer watches you, satisfied, as you adopt the last bits of his personality. His laughter, his immaculate grace, the mental weight of ruling Hell, it all resides within you now. "You see, wasn't that hard now, was it?" His voice sings in your head. A mirror image of Lucifer Morningstar, the Devil Himself stands before him, sharing an identical look of flaming mischief and a mouthful of sharp, black-lipped grin. Indistinguishable from the original, you wear the memories and persona of Lucifer Morningstar with pride and authority, enveloped in newfound regality while bearing the burden of ruling hell as an exact clone. For alas, you are no longer a mortal from another realm, but an immortal, enigmatic ruler of Hell. The transformation is irreversible, making you an essential part of the ludicrous world of Hazbin Hotel.
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