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Question: Write a transformation story of the human reader turning into an identical clone of Lucifer Morningstar (Charlie Morningstar's father who is from the Hazbin Hotel series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), age progression, height change, and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Lucifer's personality and memories, despite his/her efforts of fighting the new personality and memories, making the reader completely forget he was a normal human and only remembered ever being the king of Hell Lucifer Morningstar). For Lucifer's appearance (after Charlie 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 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 from the real world and into the world of Hazbin Hotel before he used supernatural powers to transform the reader, with the reader 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.
From the moment the reader stepped beyond the boundary of reality and into the animated world of Hazbin Hotel, an unfamiliar sensation began to creep over him. Lucifer Morningstar, the infamous king of Hell, gleefully watched, his wide grin revealing a mouth filled to the brim with deadly sharp teeth. "Enjoy the grand tour, my dear guest? Now, let's get to the real show," Lucifer chuckled, his voice echoing down the elaborate halls of his kingdom. The reader felt a momentary pang of fear, a premonition of something terrible to come. He clutched his chest, finding that his heart raced alarmingly fast. Suddenly, a swirling vortex of dark energy began to emanate from Lucifer's fingertip. The power encircled the reader in an overpowering embrace, and he tried to resist the unwanted force, gritting his teeth and tensing his muscles. But his resolve was powerless against the might of the Hell king. As the transformation set into motion, his skin began to lighten, taking on the same pure white hue as Lucifer's. His body ached and shuddered, his bones cracking and reshaping themselves, compacting to adjust to Lucifer's shorter stature. His hair, dark and full, faded into a light, platinum blonde. He reached up to touch it, the silky smooth stands slipping through his fingers. He couldn't help the gasp that left his lips. "Don't fight it," Lucifer cooed, his honeyed voice sickly sweet. “Give in. It's useless to resist." Despite Lucifer's words, the reader struggled. But his voice dropped an octave, transforming into the elegant baritone so characteristic of Lucifer's voice. His jawline, once smooth, became angular and stern, his eyebrows thickening into the same black arches that adorned his new likeness. His eyes stung, the irises shifting, turning from their original color to the vibrant, snake-like yellow and red. His eyeshids grew heavy. He blinked, and the sensation of gritty substance made him realize he now bore purple eyelids - like wearing eyeshadow. His clothes morphed, replacing his simple attire with a sophisticated white high collar suit, complete with knee-high heeled boots and a black bowtie over a red undershirt with white stripes. From his pinkie finger, a gold ring materialized, its weight surprisingly comforting, as did the cane that suddenly appeared in his hand. Disorientation filled him as the world spun, the corners of his vision blurred, and his mind begun to alter. The memories of his human life slowly seeped out, replaced by that of Lucifer Morningstar's. Exuberant parties, demon councils, ruling Hell, his love for Lilith. His resistance against the mental change proved futile as he slowly started to enjoy being this new persona. Finally, the transformation neared its end. A wide-brimmed white top hat materialized on his head, complete with a golden snake and a red apple motif above golden spikes, the likeness was uncanny. "Now, don't you look dashing?" Lucifer said, his grin couldn't have been wider. "Welcome to the club! Together, we'll make Charlie realize: there is no redemption." His reflection on a grand mirror confirmed his fate. He indeed was Lucifer's perfect clone, down to every detail. He gazed upon his new form, a terrifying realization sinking in as his own laughter echoed in the emptiness, similar to the chaotic sounds of polka music he now found delight in. "What's your name?" Lucifer asked, already knowing the answer. He turned to his creator, forgetting every fiber of resistance he once clung to. A toothy grin formed, mimicking the ruler of Hell as he voiced his new truth: "Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar." He said, defeated, but oddly proud.
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