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Question: Write a POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into the male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, long and pointy elf-like ears, long insect-like fairy wings on his back, thin and lean yet athletic body (which moves with confidence, grace, and spiritually), handsome and ethereal-looking face, no facial hair on the lower half of his face (he keeps his eyelashes and eyebrows however), pale skin, and long hair, complete with age change, shrinking (until the reader is literally tiny like all fairies, about the size of an insect just like all fairies (who are all also insect-sized), making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now, with the flowers and grass now towering over the reader like trees), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal (living forever), forever youthful, having an ability to literally fly effortlessly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings, and having magical fairy powers, such as fairy/pixie dust), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which is a type of elven language), yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering English), reality change (the reader's real world warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world filled with mythical creatures such as fairies, elves, goblins (the fairies' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a fairy'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 and only remember being a fairy and having lived in the fairy village located in a giant weeping willow tree of this medieval fantasy world). 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, the reader is truly terrified/horrified about completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to a fairy's language during mid-sentence, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, but to no avail and all he said are fairy's words), so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming and calling 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 fairy's memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life, as well as his English language (which is now completely foreign to him), and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for a fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). During this time and due to the reader's changing personality (in which his personality is becoming more child-like, just like all fairies), to his horror and without his previous consent, he starts to genuinely smile and he is truly making uncontrollable child-like giggles due to his emerging child-like happiness despite being scared (at the same time) of losing his mortal/human memories and personality (he tries to stop smiling as well as attempting to stop giggling and tries to cry, show fear, and call for help instead, but all of this is completely futile (unable to cry or show fear) and he continues to giggle, smile, and becoming happier like all fairies, even when calling for help (his contagious laughs are interrupting his screams for help, something like this quote "Hehehe... someone... hehehehehe... help... hehehehehehehe... me! Hehehehehehehehe!" albeit with his English language changing to a fairy's language), and he is genuinely enjoying all of it, even if it is against his will). While the now-fairy reader is undergoing his personality change and to aid in the reader's transforming mind and his increasingly-childlike personality, a female fairy (who also has child-like personality like all fairies, and the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into a fairy himself) from a nearby fairy village (which is located inside a giant weeping willow tree in the middle of an ancient forest) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing a fairy's lullaby to the reader, telling him that his human life was only a dream, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy and a husband to the female fairy who's comforting him), making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the fairy reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous and mundane human life was only a dream (being completely fictional unlike the reality of medieval fantasy) and his life as a joyous fairy is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. Like all fairies, he has child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like mischief, child-like playfulness, child-like innocence, child-like curiosity, and child-like wonder. After all that transformation, the now-fairy reader and his female fairy wife both laugh/giggle in affection and then kiss each other affectionately, since they both genuinely love each other, before the reader and his wife start flying up to the sky with both their wings back to their home in the fairy village, which is located in a giant weeping willow tree. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Not only that, but there should be quotes in fairy language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those fairy's words mean), even the reader's language shift during his panic. 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).
You were in a quiet museum, your eyes scanning through the various artifacts, unearthing the stories of old. An old bound book caught your interest. It was ornate and striking with a title that intrigued your curiosity, "The Tales of Medieval Fantasy Creatures". With a sense of excitement intertwining with uncertainty, you flipped open the pages. Suddenly, a blinding light engulfed you. The fear did not have the chance to settle in when you felt your body transforming. Your body began to shrink until you found yourself only the size of an insect. As you looked down at yourself, you saw yourself not dressed in the shirt and jeans you wore earlier, but in a fine fairy tunic borrowed right off from the fairy illustrations in the book. As your hands gripped the loose fabric, you felt your body becoming lean and athletic, every movement made with confidence and grace, despite the sudden transformation. Long insect-like wings sprouted from your back. Their iridescence captivating as though borrowed from a dragonfly. At the same time, your face reshaped, becoming handsome and ethereal-looking, with elongation of your ear to a point, resembling that of an elf. Your previously short hair grew to be long and free-flowing, caressing your now pale and smooth skin. You touched your face to feel smooth skin where once was facial hair. As you batted your long lashes in disbelief, you noted the various flowers and grass that towered over you, the world around you now gigantic and surreal. Confused and panicked, you called out, desperate for help. Only, the words coming out of your mouth were not English. "Hælep min fæder!" you cried out—which in your human memories would have translated to "help my father"–but no one seemed to understand it, let alone you. Your mind ached as it was assaulted with new memories, the language shifting terrifyingly fast. Seeing the world around you morph into a fantasy medieval world, you called out for anyone, your family, your friends, "Aefre wunian mine freondas!"—with growing horror you realized it translated to "forever protect my friends". Your words, against your will, morphed into an ancient elven lingo. The helplessness of the situation brought tears to your eyes, transforming your laugh into a wailing fit of sobs. Your heart clenched as a flood of other-worldly memories intruded vigorously, pushing out your treasured human memories. Despite your desperate attempts to hold on to your past, you failed. As the last human memory left you, you noticed your fear subsiding. Born was a sense of pure joy, the discomfort of the transformation forgotten. A smile graced your features and a giggle that held the whimsy of your new race echoed in the foliage, "Hæleþ seo blisse min modor. Hehehehehe." You barely had time to process your own happiness when a female fairy came towards you. She wore a similar tunic, smiling warmly. She hugged you, whispering soothing words, "Hwæt wæs þu mihte geseon swefn. Eart þu min freond. Min wer." You would have been lost in the sheer oddity of her language, if not for the inherent knowledge of the language she spoke. You recognized the comfort she was offering even found warmth in the familiar address of a 'husband'. Revelation dawned upon you as you recognized her as your wife, a lover from centuries ago in an overshadowed past that your mind once deemed a dream. With her words, your memories started making sense. Your past life as a human faded away, like remnants of a dream being washed away with the morning sun. Your new reality became clearer. You felt at home in this bustling world of enchanted creatures You laughed at the irony of it all, your wife joining you, both sharing a moment of genuine happiness and affection. "For soþ, min freond." She agreed to your shared amusement, "Indeed, my friend." With those words, her lips found yours, the sweet taste of nectar from the kiss assuring you of the reality you lived in. Basking in the love and understanding that spanned over ages, you took off to the sky with your wife, flying towards your home in a giant weeping willow tree, realizing that this adventure was merely the beginning of an eternal journey.
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