You are sitting comfortably in your favorite chair, the latest fantasy novel opened in your lap. The evening sun casts a warm glow through the window, creating a tranquil ambiance. The silence is perfect, just you and your book, until suddenly you feel an unusual tingling sensation spread across your body.
"What is happening?" you murmur, confusion and fear bubbling up inside you as the world around you begins to warp and twist. The familiar surroundings of your room start to blur, the objects melting away to be replaced by strange new scenery—landscapes that are both alien and oddly familiar.
Your body feels like it’s being pulled apart and put back together simultaneously. With a gasp, you feel your clothes transform, morphing into a blue tunic with a red scarf, and brown leather boots appear on your feet. The weight of a tool belt and a sleeping roll pressed against your side, your heart pounds in your chest.
A glance downwards shows your fingers shrinking and thickening, the skin toughening with calluses. If you were female before this transformation, your attention is caught by the sight and sensation of your curves flattening. Your feminine shape transforms completely into something more angular and muscular. Your chest tightens as a somewhat rough voice struggles out, only for clarity to break into a masculine grunt. As you reach for your throat in shock, the rise and fall of an Adam's apple under your palm confirms the radical change. Your face flushes as a deeper transformation happens below, your female anatomy painfully inverting to form male genitals.
Your mind races, trying to comprehend the surreal changes when suddenly everything goes dark. Then, a blinding light and you find yourself in a completely new realm, the last vestiges of your former self slipping away.
"D-don't forget…" you whisper to yourself, each word wobbly and thick as dizziness overtakes you. Your thoughts cloud, memories of your previous life fading into obscurity despite your best efforts. "Remember… remember who you are…" You clutch your head as it pounds with an almost unbearable pressure, a fog suffocating your former identity.
But the more you fight, the more reality shifts against you. Your voice softens until all that leaves your lips are yelps and grunts. Clarity crumbles, your name no longer resonating in the void of your mind. The essence of the Builder, with new knowledge flooding in, replaces what once was. An odd calm sweeps over you, the fear and panic melting away as the dizziness subsides.
Words echo in your mind, a voice, powerful and serene:
"Can you hear my voice, young Builder?"
Sure now that this is who you truly are, you nod. "Yes, I can," though no words escape your lips, the affirmation rings out in your soul.
The Goddess Rubiss continues, explaining the devastation that has befallen Alefgard and the critical importance of your role. You nod, struck by a sense of duty but also an inexplicable excitement. A compulsion to build, to create, to renew what was lost courses through you. Her instructions on crafting tools and salvaging resources seem innate, as if you have known them all along.
"You are not a Hero," Rubiss explains, her voice both stern and kind. "Your task lies not in fighting heroically but in rebuilding and creating. Do you understand, Builder?"
Though words fail you, the fire inside does not. You eagerly absorb her guidance, feeling more attuned to this world, more connected with each passing moment. Somewhere deeper, an amused smirk crosses your face—a reflection of the inherent sassiness in you.
"Just build," you think, the thought soothing and unequivocal. Despite Rubiss’s emphasis, you decide it makes perfect sense to you. Whether it's proof of your true self or the fallacy of amnesia, it matters not. Here, now, you are the Builder. And with that, your journey begins anew.
Alefgard, once ravaged by darkness, patiently awaits your touch. It waits for the prowess only you can bring, the creation only you can forge. The ruins beside you, each settlement scattered, is merely the foundation on which you will rebuild. Your previous self is but an echo lost to transformation. Forward lay opportunities for artisanal beauty amid the broken.
The last notion flits away, silent as your voice now is, but with the weighty knowledge and enthusiasm, perhaps destined for grandeur after all.
This story was generated by user LanHikari with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
Prompt: Write the POV transformation story of a human reader turning into male Builder (who is also a human, albeit magically reanimated unlike the reader himself/herself) from the 2016 video game "Dragon Quest Builders", complete with gender change (if the reader is a female before the transformation; in case the reader is female, her breasts flatten to leave her flat-chested, while her feminine curves vanished to give way to a male body, as an Adam's apple forms in her throat to give her a masculine voice, and her female genitals (vagina, ovaries, and uterus) invert itself into male genitals (testicles and penis); however, the reader could be a male before the transformation, so gender change is optional and only if the reader is female), instant clothes change (the reader's clothes instantly transform into male Builder's outfit), height regression (making him/her shorter due to his/her chibification, making his/her body small with stubby limbs, an oversized head, anime eyes, and minimal detail), age change, voice change (the voice change also causes the reader to lose the ability to speak and becoming silent (aside from yelps, grunts, battle cries, and so forth)), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of "Dragon Quest Builders"), and mind/mental change (with all of the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Builder's personality and memories, making him/her dizzy with a fuzzy mind (the dizziness and the mind's fuzziness clears up when his/her memories are fully replaced), despite his/her best efforts on fighting them off (he doesn't want to forget his previous self but then completely forgets all about his previous self against his will), making him unable to remember his previous self (which he thinks was just a simple amnesia, this explaining why he has no memory of anything before this moment), so he remembers (or rather knows) that he has always been Builder (which is his true/real self), completely oblivious/unaware of his previous self (which wasn't real to begin with)). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For male Builer's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a young man (without any facial hair) who has light sandy-brown spiky hair (which is short and spiky), while his skin is fair in color, and his eyes' irises are blue in color. He is a very distant descendant of Erdrick and the last person left in Alefgard who has the power to create new things (as such he is titled as the Legendary Builder and he is tasked with rebuilding the ruined world around him). He wears a blue tunic with a red scarf, black undershirt, white pants and brown leather gloves and brown leather boots, as well as a brown leather sash that wraps around his left shoulder to his right waist, and a brown leather belt (with a gold circular buckle at the front) around his waist that is adorned with a sleeping roll and water skin (representing Wayfarer's clothes). He also wears a blue Phrygian cap with large brown goggles (with yellow rims) on top. He is shown equipped with a Hammerhood's giant mallet. On his hands, Geo wears red fingerless gloves with yellow squares on their backs, which widen into red-and-gold discs around his wrists. Here is male Builder's personality; The Builder is curt and informal when addressing their fellow citizens, and even when communing with Rubiss herself. One such instance of this is upon first meeting Myrlund, the Builder opts to address him as "Gramps". The Builder have a noticeably carefree attitude, often telling others not to worry about their concerns and also is initially disinterested in the larger plight of Alefgard, professing that they would rather build for building sake than doing it so for the good of mankind and their fight aganist the monsters. Over the course of his task however, the Builder's attitude changes, forming deep bonds of friendship with the people he met and assisted. In the end, when asked to leave them under the looming threat of the Dragonlord despite having at disposition all the tools necessary to confront him, the Builder couldn't bring themself to do so, and choosed to challenge the tyrant, even if it meant losing Rubiss protection and critically shortening their own lifespan. Even after proving their identity as the Legendary Builder and earning their respect, the Builder hopelessly appears inattentive and dim-witted to the citizens of Alefgard, who often remark on their vacant stare or overestimation of their own skills. This character follows the Dragon Quest series tradition of being silent, though character's voice actor is employed for yelps, grunts, battle cries, and so forth when taking damage or fighting monsters. Furthermore, a sassy personality is strongly implied for both as the protagonist will talk back to several characters over the course of the adventure, even the Goddess Herself. No dialogue is displayed when this happens, and the implication is carried through by the reactions of the other conversation participants. Here are the male Builder's abilities; The Builder is the only person alive who is able to combine, rearrange and construct objects from materials and the only one who can reduce said objects back to their components by destroying them. This being said, the Builder is not totally immune to the hex--he will be stripped of all knowledge gained during a chapter when beginning a new one, and must relearn every recipe again. Due to the focus of "Dragon Quest Builders" (the game which the Builder is part of) being more sandbox-orientated than previous Dragon Quest game titles, the Builder has far fewer stats than the typical protagonist. Only HP, attack, and defence are shown in-game, with the former improving through leveling up the quality of a given chapter's town and through Seeds of life, with the latter two being completely dependent on weapons and armour. Here is the male Builder's origins/history; The Builder's history prior to the events of the game are never fully explained, only that he died sometime ago by an unknown cause and was brought back to life by Rubiss for the express task of rebuilding Alefguard. The reasons for Rubiss's choice to revive him in particular is due to the fact that the Builder, like the the fallen Hero, is also a descendant of Erdrick--something she does not reveal to him until he has completed his task. However, unlike his ancestor, he was not blessed with strength but with the power of creation, an art lost in this series' timeline. The story is that the reader is minding his/her own business, but is then interrupted by a weird tingly feeling as his/her world suddenly starts warping into the world of Dragon Quest Builders, and his/her body starts to change against his will. After the physical transformation ends, his (the reader is now totally a male if he was a female before) mind starts clouding up (making him dizzy) and he starts forgetting all about his previous self (also against his will), making him hold his head in fear and tells/screams himself to remember, but then he loses his ability to speak (other than yelps, grunts, battle cries, and so forth) and he is losing all memories and personality of his previous self as he suffers from amnesia, making it completely impossible to remember his previous self or life and leaving him as an unnamed Builder. The Builder awakens in Alefgard at the words of Rubiss asking if the Builder can hear Her voice. She explains the fate that has befallen Her world, and that the Builder is the only person alive with the ability to forge items from raw materials, as all others have fallen prey to the curse of the Dragonlord that has clouded creative clarity the world over. The Builder begins the tutorial of the game entombed in an unmarked grave, where in Rubiss explains the process of crafting tools and what will be required of the Builder to save the remaining lives left in Alefguard (while being interrupted frequently). The Goddess ends the tutorial by stating that he is not a Hero, and thus the Builder's responsibility lies strictly with rebuilding the towns of Alefguard and giving safe haven to the people. The Goddess is then flabbergasted to hear Her chosen one "doesn't get it" and "just wants to build things" (but the Builder may in fact rebuild the towns of Alefguard and giving safe haven to the people, which depends on the Builder himself). There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
Response: You are sitting comfortably in your favorite chair, the latest fantasy novel opened in your lap. The evening sun casts a warm glow through the window, creating a tranquil ambiance. The silence is perfect, just you and your book, until suddenly you feel an unusual tingling sensation spread across your body. "What is happening?" you murmur, confusion and fear bubbling up inside you as the world around you begins to warp and twist. The familiar surroundings of your room start to blur, the objects melting away to be replaced by strange new scenery—landscapes that are both alien and oddly familiar. Your body feels like it’s being pulled apart and put back together simultaneously. With a gasp, you feel your clothes transform, morphing into a blue tunic with a red scarf, and brown leather boots appear on your feet. The weight of a tool belt and a sleeping roll pressed against your side, your heart pounds in your chest. A glance downwards shows your fingers shrinking and thickening, the skin toughening with calluses. If you were female before this transformation, your attention is caught by the sight and sensation of your curves flattening. Your feminine shape transforms completely into something more angular and muscular. Your chest tightens as a somewhat rough voice struggles out, only for clarity to break into a masculine grunt. As you reach for your throat in shock, the rise and fall of an Adam's apple under your palm confirms the radical change. Your face flushes as a deeper transformation happens below, your female anatomy painfully inverting to form male genitals. Your mind races, trying to comprehend the surreal changes when suddenly everything goes dark. Then, a blinding light and you find yourself in a completely new realm, the last vestiges of your former self slipping away. "D-don't forget…" you whisper to yourself, each word wobbly and thick as dizziness overtakes you. Your thoughts cloud, memories of your previous life fading into obscurity despite your best efforts. "Remember… remember who you are…" You clutch your head as it pounds with an almost unbearable pressure, a fog suffocating your former identity. But the more you fight, the more reality shifts against you. Your voice softens until all that leaves your lips are yelps and grunts. Clarity crumbles, your name no longer resonating in the void of your mind. The essence of the Builder, with new knowledge flooding in, replaces what once was. An odd calm sweeps over you, the fear and panic melting away as the dizziness subsides. Words echo in your mind, a voice, powerful and serene: "Can you hear my voice, young Builder?" Sure now that this is who you truly are, you nod. "Yes, I can," though no words escape your lips, the affirmation rings out in your soul. The Goddess Rubiss continues, explaining the devastation that has befallen Alefgard and the critical importance of your role. You nod, struck by a sense of duty but also an inexplicable excitement. A compulsion to build, to create, to renew what was lost courses through you. Her instructions on crafting tools and salvaging resources seem innate, as if you have known them all along. "You are not a Hero," Rubiss explains, her voice both stern and kind. "Your task lies not in fighting heroically but in rebuilding and creating. Do you understand, Builder?" Though words fail you, the fire inside does not. You eagerly absorb her guidance, feeling more attuned to this world, more connected with each passing moment. Somewhere deeper, an amused smirk crosses your face—a reflection of the inherent sassiness in you. "Just build," you think, the thought soothing and unequivocal. Despite Rubiss’s emphasis, you decide it makes perfect sense to you. Whether it's proof of your true self or the fallacy of amnesia, it matters not. Here, now, you are the Builder. And with that, your journey begins anew. Alefgard, once ravaged by darkness, patiently awaits your touch. It waits for the prowess only you can bring, the creation only you can forge. The ruins beside you, each settlement scattered, is merely the foundation on which you will rebuild. Your previous self is but an echo lost to transformation. Forward lay opportunities for artisanal beauty amid the broken. The last notion flits away, silent as your voice now is, but with the weighty knowledge and enthusiasm, perhaps destined for grandeur after all.
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