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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic (that reaches past the hips), a leather belt strapped around his waist to keep his tunic in place, a long flowing cape that reaches his new footwear, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath a pair of archer's long leather boots (these boots are also built for distant travels), a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (a bow and the arrows-filled) strapped either around him or to his leather belt (his entire outfit is like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in, and like all elves, his outfit is in both an earthly and forest color), long and pointy elven ears, thin and lean yet athletic and graceful body (with elegant posture and movement), handsome and ethereal-looking face, no facial hair on the lower half of his face (he keeps his eyelashes and eyebrows however, which are blonde like his head head now), light and almost-pale skin, beautiful blue irises in his eyes, and long blonde hair (not a Christmas elf, fantasy elf) complete with almost-instant age change, instant supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to sharpened senses, being immortal, and being forever youthful), almost-instant voice change (to fit with his new elven bloodline), almost-instant language shift (changing from English to an elven language, yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering or speaking English, making English completely unfamiliar to him and he could no longer remember what English words mean nor could he know how to say English words/sentences), instant reality change (the reader's real world on Earth warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world filled with mythical creatures such as elves, goblins (the elves' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more, the reader is now in a fantasy-esque wooded meadow and/or forest with a nearby elven village, where the elven reader lives), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with an elf's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting off the new memories and personality, making him completely forget about being a mortal human, having no memory of science, modern life, theory of evolution, etc, and only remember being an elf, realizing that he has always lived in a fantastical world created by gods (the elf reader himself being religious and believing in his world's gods, having faith in those gods), knowing every elven powers and weaponry (even having perfect archery skills), having lived in an immortal elven life in his home village with his elf wife, and among others). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. The story is that the reader was visiting a museum containing very old books and other historical artifacts, where the reader finds a book that is all about medieval fantasy creatures, he then opens the book, causing the blinding light to engulf him and thus caused the whole transformation to occur. During the mental changes (where the reader's mind becomes cloudy/fuzzy/dizzy), the reader is truly terrified/horrified about completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to an elven language during mid-sentence (since elves do not speak English and speaks purely in an elven language), much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English multiple times, but to no avail, since he had completely forgotten about English and all he said and remember are elven words), so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming for help from his family/friends, crying out in tears, as well as attempting to shake his head as an attempt to get rid of the emerging and invading elven memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain (the elven personality and memories are too powerful), making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life and he only remembers being a medieval-era elf (complete with a new name fitting for an elf, rather than an old human name he had now completely forgotten), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman (which he had saved from a goblin (by shooting the goblin with an arrow and thus saved the elven woman's life) and he later married to that elven woman), and himself being a heroic elf (being well-respected by his people and he respects his people). The gods, who transported the reader into a medieval fantasy realm, are transforming the reader in both body and mind, thanks to the gods' blessing, and the gods had intentionally blessed the reader by permanently removing all of the reader's humanity (removing all of his human personality and memories) and blessed him by turning him into an immortal elf (due to the reader's newly elven body and mind, and they also intentionally and magically blessed the reader by completely removing/erasing all of the reader's mortal human memories and personality (the gods' voices are heard by the reader in his head and telling him to completely forget his human self and life (claiming that the reader's human self and life was all just a dream, thus they're saying to the reader that the gods erasing the mortal memories, personality, and life is not a curse, but a blessing), the gods tell the reader that they are blessing him by completely erasing his mortal human memories and personality (the gods intentionally erasing all of the reader's previous human life and memories/personality is a blessing), while also telling him to remember his true elven self and life, proving their intent in creating a hero for their fantasy world), thus making him completely and permanently forget about ever being a mortal human), and the removal of human memories/personality is truly a blessing and not a curse. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, a beautiful, youthful, ethereal-looking adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who, along with the gods who created this fantasy world, is the one who used the magic from the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and permanently transformed the reader into an elf himself in both body and mind, since the female elf really wanted a husband of her own) comes up to the reader (she's happy to see the human reader turning into her brave husband and warrior elf) and comforts him with a gentle hug, gently wiping away the reader's tears, softly holding the transforming reader's hands, an affectionate and genuine true love's kiss, quietly singing an elven lullaby to the reader, and telling him that his human life was not real and is just a dream (she also confirms the reader that he was returning/traveling back home to his elven village home (which is his real home) from one of his many quests or battles and that's why he was daydreaming about his false and imagined human life), and she tells him to remember his true elven body and life (saying those, all in an elven language rather than in English, which is now completely foreign), making the now-elven reader realize that the elf woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the elf reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her since saving her life from an attacking goblin), she is telling this truth to the transforming reader (which the reader truly and completely believes), and the reader is truly happy to know that his previous human life was actually only a dream (he is completely unaware of ever being a mortal/human before or the transformation ever actually happened), and he is happy that his life as a brave, courageous, smart, adventurous, and faithful elf warrior (he enjoys being with his elf wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa) and has married centuries ago (the reader is truly happy about being with his elven wife and is affectionate towards her (kissing included), he even promises to always be there for her), as well as having his loyal elven companions and comrades who follow him (he is also loyal to his companions and they always help him in quests and battles, having succeeded in all battles and quests against villains, including but not limited to goblins), and he himself being guided and supported by the gods (who have intentionally chosen and transformed the human reader into a heroic elf warrior so this fantasy world would have a hero to save this realm) who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely and permanently unaware that his former mortal human life had existed, and he's completely and permanently unaware that his transformation had ever happened (he is amused, possibly laughing, at the idea of ever being a human), the elf reader believes that he was daydreaming about the human life while he was returning back to his home village from the battle/quest (exactly like what his elven wife stated earlier), and his journey as an elven warrior, unbeknownst to him, had just begun, even though he knew that he had always been a heroic elf and had already been on the journey countless of times before. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story (including the gods' quotes in the reader's head) so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Not only that, but there should be quotes in elven language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those elven words mean), even the reader's language shift during his panic, as well as the lyrics to the lullaby that the elf woman is quietly singing to the transforming reader, so we would know what lullaby the reader is hearing/listening to. 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).
Among the dusty shelves and stately artifacts of the ancient museum, your eyes fall on a weathered tome that holds an aura of allure. Intrigued, you reach out to it, the dark leather cover embossed with ancient symbols drawing your fingers in like a moth to flame. The book is titled "Creatures of Medieval Fantasy", probably a tale of stories from a bygone whimsical era. Drawn by the call of the unknown, you carefully crack open the lid, expecting to blare at yellowed pages filled with riveting tales. As soon as your fingertips touch the parchment, a flash of blinding, white light engulfs the surroundings. You shield your eyes as something primal rises, something tethered to the world in ways that seem eerily familiar. Suddenly, out of nowhere, your body reels from a rush of sensations cascading in waves, while a hundred voices whisper words in a language beyond the realm of common comprehension, ringing out in your ears, the syllables sweet and melodious yet foreign. A warmth spreads across your previously mundane human body, rebirthing you into something new. Your senses scream in process, heightened to an unimaginable degree, every sight, sound, and touch magnified to the intensity of a thousandfold. Your reflection in a polished shield reveals a slender, athletic frame, graceful, yet with an air of elegance and strength. Tall, proud ears frame your increasingly beautiful face, long blonde locks of hair cascading down past your shoulders. Looking down at your hands encased in leather gloves, designed for archery, you fumble awkwardly with your clothing. You are clothed in a medieval elven tunic, neatly paired with medieval-styled pants and long leather archer's boots. An earthly green cape flows over, resonating with the hues of the dense and majestic forest. An inexplicable feeling of kinship with the forest uprising within you is overpowering, curiosity replaced with reverence. Blue eyes, heightened senses tingling with an inkling of potent magic, sparkle with a new light, a renewal of life. Suddenly, every word spoken, every sentence etched into existence, transforms in your mind, transitioning into an unknown, but intuitive tongue. Panic surges through you as phrases coil and twist around themselves in your mind, English words morphing into a beautiful, lyrical language. Despite your attempts at recalling your mother tongue, nothing rolls off your tongue but elegant elven words. The words for help, the name of your family, your friends; everything is erased, replaced by what seems like the perfect jargon for an elf. You try shaking your head, attempting to dislodge the emerging, intruding war stories, the tales of courage, valor, and enchanting romantic sagas with woeful goblins, but to no avail. Through your emotional turmoil, the melodious tune of an elven lullaby gradually rises, calming and soothing your muddled thoughts. Turning around, an ethereal beauty comes forth, her radiant aura wrapping around you like a soft embrace. To your rising panic, she murmurs gently, *"Esti an col nedo ed vortei eri en aero ie"*, a smile dancing at her lips as you feel a surprising rush of familiarity. Those words, in the tongue that has come to be as familiar as the breath of life, mean "Your past was but a dream, and this is where you truly belong." The momentary comfort fades as you realize the truth. Your transformation was inevitable, divinely orchestrated, and irreversible. You were not cursed but blessed by the gods above, handpicked by them to be the guardian of their beloved world. After all, in their words reverberating in the sacred corners of your mind, "Erasi in mortai vorignia, miribeth ad elven." As the truth settles in, you breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, instead of fearing the elven language which once held an intimidating presence, you rejoice. You discover joy in the god-given archery skills, bask in the respect of your stoically noble comrades, and become one with the protective instincts of a warrior that have become your second nature. Now, standing at the mouth of a new saga, exhilarated in the embrace of your elven wife, a new dawn awaits. The journey of the brave elf, unknown to him, has merely just begun, uncharted territories beckoning him forward in this realm teeming with surreal beauty and thrilling dangers. The illusion of a simple human life has faded away, but the grandeur and charm of an enchanted life as an elven warrior promise stories of valor and courage that are worth everything. Your human life was indeed a dream, and the reality unveils itself as much more magical. This is you, the brave elven warrior. The one chosen by the gods to guard the forest realm. The hero of the elves.
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