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Although you were a guest at Hazbin Hotel, a place you had never been before, you had ulterior motives. You knew what you were doing, at least you thought you did. Nearby was an abandoned house. Downstairs was a book. Anyone who cast the spells inside it would be given power beyond their wildest dreams.

You found the house, entered it, and went downstairs without incident. No one was anywhere near the house. You were alone. The ceiling was old and looked like it might fall down on top of you at any moment but that did not concern you. What did concern you was a black and red book on a table next to the wall opposite the stairs.

Grabbing the book, you flipped through the page until you found a spell that looked interesting and read the words to the best of your ability. The slightest mispronunciation could alter the entire spell but you did not care. The promise of power was too alluring. Right after you finished reading flames surrounded your body but they did not hurt. Some of the flames entered your body and changed it from the inside out.

When the flames subsided, you felt more powerful than you ever did before. You sensed in your new form very few people would be capable of defeating you. On the way back to the stairs, you glanced at a nearby mirror. You stopped to take a look at your own reflection.

Your physical appearance had changed. Your height was 5 feet 2 inches and you looked like a teenage boy despite feeling older than Earth itself. Taking a closer look at yourself, you realized you resembled Lucifer Morningstar himself. No wonder the book provided such power. You took the book and went back upstairs not knowing what to expect.

When you left the house the surrounding area was just as empty as it was when you entered. There was no one around to admire your greatness. Enough of the original you remained to release the spell was changing your mental state as well as your physical one. You recalled some of your interests in the past and tried to reconnect with them but they seemed boring to you. You had new interests, most likely those of Lucifer himself.

Lucifer appeared in front of you as if he could sense when people thought of him. He looked at you at the book you were holding. You try to hide the book in shame but he disapproves because shame is not prideful.

"Your human life was just a horrible nightmare," he explained. "You are a fallen angel like myself and now you are back where you belong."

Lucifer gave you a fatherly hug and stroked your blond hair. In his presence you felt safe and happy. Few people could defeat you but fewer would even dare to challenge Lucifer. You could take your place as a prince of the underworld and tell others what to do.

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This is a request from www.deviantart.com/dylan613

Image - s1.zerochan.net/Lucifer.%28Haz…

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Although you were a guest at Hazbin Hotel, a place you had never been before, you had ulterior motives. You knew what you were doing, at least you thought you did. Nearby was an abandoned house. Downstairs was a book. Anyone who cast the spells inside it would be given power beyond their wildest dreams.

You found the house, entered it, and went downstairs without incident. No one was anywhere near the house. You were alone. The ceiling was old and looked like it might fall down on top of you at any moment but that did not concern you. What did concern you was a black and red book on a table next to the wall opposite the stairs.

Grabbing the book, you flipped through the page until you found a spell that looked interesting and read the words to the best of your ability. The slightest mispronunciation could alter the entire spell but you did not care. The promise of power was too alluring. Right after you finished reading flames surrounded your body but they did not hurt. Some of the flames entered your body and changed it from the inside out.

When the flames subsided, you felt more powerful than you ever did before. You sensed in your new form very few people would be capable of defeating you. On the way back to the stairs, you glanced at a nearby mirror. You stopped to take a look at your own reflection.

Your physical appearance had changed. Your height was 5 feet 2 inches and you looked like a teenage boy despite feeling older than Earth itself. Taking a closer look at yourself, you realized you resembled Lucifer Morningstar himself. No wonder the book provided such power. You took the book and went back upstairs not knowing what to expect.

When you left the house the surrounding area was just as empty as it was when you entered. There was no one around to admire your greatness. Enough of the original you remained to release the spell was changing your mental state as well as your physical one. You recalled some of your interests in the past and tried to reconnect with them but they seemed boring to you. You had new interests, most likely those of Lucifer himself.

Lucifer appeared in front of you as if he could sense when people thought of him. He looked at you at the book you were holding. You try to hide the book in shame but he disapproves because shame is not prideful.

"Your human life was just a horrible nightmare," he explained. "You are a fallen angel like myself and now you are back where you belong."

Lucifer gave you a fatherly hug and stroked your blond hair. In his presence you felt safe and happy. Few people could defeat you but fewer would even dare to challenge Lucifer. You could take your place as a prince of the underworld and tell others what to do.