"The Legendary Builder: Shaping Alefgard's Destiny"
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Your eyes dart around the room, methodically scanning the mess of cables, books, and scattered remnants of last week’s projects. You work the computer, having always liked the pixelated worlds that grant a fleeting reprieve from the constraints of reality. You're deeply engrossed in your game when a strange tingly sensation creeps up your spine, disrupting your focus.
"What...?" you whisper to yourself, frantically rubbing your arms to dispel the feeling. It doesn't help.
The flickering screen grows brighter, radiating a light too intense for your eyes, and you sense the reality around you folding, bending into something unfamiliar.
Your body seizes, muscles tightening as if you've been shackled by invisible ropes. Panic floods your system, heart pounding erratically. You clutch your chest, every beat escalating your anxiety. "Stop!" you cry, but your voice seems to disappear into the blinding light.
The sensation spreads, your limbs shrinking, bones contorting in ways natural bones shouldn't. You catch a glimpse of your hands — they’ve become small, stubby, barely recognizable. Your adult frame regresses, compacting into a miniature, chibi form, leaving you noticeably shorter with an oversized head and minimal detail.
Confusion mingles with terror as you feel your chest flatten, the familiar curves of your body smoothing out into a more masculine form. New sensations ripple through you, a growing ache deep within as your genitals invert and transform. A sense of complete alienation from your own body takes over; you're grasping at lost remnants of who you were.
"No, this can't be happening," you murmur, but the words fade, your voice taking on a foreign timbre — deeper, rougher. You try speaking once more, only to find yourself voiceless, capable only of yelps and grunts.
Your head spins wildly, a cyclone of memories and thoughts imploding in on themselves. Faces, names, places, all begin to blur, feeling fuzzier by the second. Desperation makes you claw at your scalp, as though you could tear through the layers of confusion.
"Remember!" you shout inside your mind, but it’s futile. The dizziness compounds, layers of your personality being insidiously stripped away. Your previous life dissipates into nothingness, despite your frantic efforts to hold onto it. There is a final, crushing moment of clarity amidst the dizziness and fog — then, it’s gone.
You are now, and have always been, the Builder.
**"Builder, can you hear my voice?"** echoes a divine presence. Rubiss, the Goddess, her voice clear and imposing. She narrates the tale of Alefgard, a world ravaged and devoid of creativity, the remnants of life trapped in a perpetual curse.
You listen, your tangible urge to create bubbling beneath the surface. The grave around you offers a macabre reality to Rubiss's words. You begin the tutorial, hands moving mechanically yet proficiently through the task of crafting tools, your fingers working with an innate understanding.
**"Remember, you are not a Hero,"** Rubiss instructs, **"Your duty is to rebuild."**
Her words flow over you, meeting vacant eyes that sparkle with a newfound, carefree glint. You find it hard to muster focus on the depths of her revelations — the plight of Alefgard seems less significant than the joy in shaping blocks and creating anew.
Rubiss sighs in exasperation, **"You really don't get it, do you?"** But her chuckle follows, regardless of her disbelief. **"Just try and build for the people. They need you."**
With each swing of your Hammerhood's giant mallet, the world begins to form around you with purpose. In the company of villagers, your actions seem playful yet significant, forging friendships, albeit in your own distracted way. Alefgard blossoms, revealing the power of creation that courses through you.
Though you may scoff that "Gramps" or throw sassy remarks that only elicit reactions, there is a deep warmth in your chest. It seems right, this calling to build — unerringly, not for a hero’s accolade, but because to you, every structure is a testament of life reborn.
Alefgard’s fate is your canvas, and you — the Legendary Builder — are its steadfast artist.
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.
AI Prompts
Prompt: Write a 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, 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, 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 belt (with a gold circular buckle at the front) around his waist, which 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: Your eyes dart around the room, methodically scanning the mess of cables, books, and scattered remnants of last week’s projects. You work the computer, having always liked the pixelated worlds that grant a fleeting reprieve from the constraints of reality. You're deeply engrossed in your game when a strange tingly sensation creeps up your spine, disrupting your focus. "What...?" you whisper to yourself, frantically rubbing your arms to dispel the feeling. It doesn't help. The flickering screen grows brighter, radiating a light too intense for your eyes, and you sense the reality around you folding, bending into something unfamiliar. Your body seizes, muscles tightening as if you've been shackled by invisible ropes. Panic floods your system, heart pounding erratically. You clutch your chest, every beat escalating your anxiety. "Stop!" you cry, but your voice seems to disappear into the blinding light. The sensation spreads, your limbs shrinking, bones contorting in ways natural bones shouldn't. You catch a glimpse of your hands — they’ve become small, stubby, barely recognizable. Your adult frame regresses, compacting into a miniature, chibi form, leaving you noticeably shorter with an oversized head and minimal detail. Confusion mingles with terror as you feel your chest flatten, the familiar curves of your body smoothing out into a more masculine form. New sensations ripple through you, a growing ache deep within as your genitals invert and transform. A sense of complete alienation from your own body takes over; you're grasping at lost remnants of who you were. "No, this can't be happening," you murmur, but the words fade, your voice taking on a foreign timbre — deeper, rougher. You try speaking once more, only to find yourself voiceless, capable only of yelps and grunts. Your head spins wildly, a cyclone of memories and thoughts imploding in on themselves. Faces, names, places, all begin to blur, feeling fuzzier by the second. Desperation makes you claw at your scalp, as though you could tear through the layers of confusion. "Remember!" you shout inside your mind, but it’s futile. The dizziness compounds, layers of your personality being insidiously stripped away. Your previous life dissipates into nothingness, despite your frantic efforts to hold onto it. There is a final, crushing moment of clarity amidst the dizziness and fog — then, it’s gone. You are now, and have always been, the Builder. **"Builder, can you hear my voice?"** echoes a divine presence. Rubiss, the Goddess, her voice clear and imposing. She narrates the tale of Alefgard, a world ravaged and devoid of creativity, the remnants of life trapped in a perpetual curse. You listen, your tangible urge to create bubbling beneath the surface. The grave around you offers a macabre reality to Rubiss's words. You begin the tutorial, hands moving mechanically yet proficiently through the task of crafting tools, your fingers working with an innate understanding. **"Remember, you are not a Hero,"** Rubiss instructs, **"Your duty is to rebuild."** Her words flow over you, meeting vacant eyes that sparkle with a newfound, carefree glint. You find it hard to muster focus on the depths of her revelations — the plight of Alefgard seems less significant than the joy in shaping blocks and creating anew. Rubiss sighs in exasperation, **"You really don't get it, do you?"** But her chuckle follows, regardless of her disbelief. **"Just try and build for the people. They need you."** With each swing of your Hammerhood's giant mallet, the world begins to form around you with purpose. In the company of villagers, your actions seem playful yet significant, forging friendships, albeit in your own distracted way. Alefgard blossoms, revealing the power of creation that courses through you. Though you may scoff that "Gramps" or throw sassy remarks that only elicit reactions, there is a deep warmth in your chest. It seems right, this calling to build — unerringly, not for a hero’s accolade, but because to you, every structure is a testament of life reborn. Alefgard’s fate is your canvas, and you — the Legendary Builder — are its steadfast artist.
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