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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a long flowing cape, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath the long boots, leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped around him, long and pointy elven ears, thin and lean yet athletic body, 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), pale skin, beautiful blue irises in his eyes, and long blonde hair (not a Christmas elf, fantasy elf) complete with age change, supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal and forever youthful), voice change (the reader's voice becomes a beautifully-sounding male elf's voice to fit with his new elven bloodline), language shift (changing from English to an 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 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, knowing every elven powers and weaponry (including archery), 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, 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, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, but to no avail and all he said 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/invading elven memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, 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 once remembered having), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman, and himself being an elf. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an adult female elf from a nearby elven village (she's the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into an elf himself) 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 true love's kiss, quietly singing an elven lullaby to the reader, and telling him that his human life was just a dream (not real) and telling him to remember his elven body and life (all in elven language rather than in English), making the 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), she is telling this new truth to the transforming (which the reader truly/completely believes), and the reader is genuinely 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 during the transformation, and is also completely unaware that his transformation had ever happened), and he is happy that his life as a brave, 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, as well as having his loyal companions who follow him, and he himself being guided and supported by the gods who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. 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 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).
As you weave your way through crowded museum displays, your interest is piqued by a section dedicated to medieval fantasies. Among them is an old, worn book titled 'Elves, Goblins and the Fantastical Realms'. Intrigued, you reach out and open the book, only for a blinding light to engulf you. Suddenly, you find yourself standing in the midst of a fantastical forested meadow, a nearby village nestled amidst the trees. You glance down at yourself, startled to see a tunic replacing your usual attire, a flowing cape draped around your shoulders. Medieval-styled pants are neatly tucked underneath long boots, and your hands—clad in leather gloves—are resting naturally on a quiver, bow, and arrows strapped around you. You touch your ears, finding them pointy, and your fingers trace the lean framework of your transformingly athletic body. Your reflection in a nearby stream reveals a handsome, ethereal-looking face. You now have flowing blonde hair, the same golden hue as your eyebrows and eyelashes. Your clean face complements your newfound beauty, highlighting mesmerizing blue eyes and notably pale skin, in contrast from your human coloration. Instinctively, you speak, but the words escaping your mouth are a melody of foreign yet familiar sounds—Elven. The language glides off your tongue with ease, yet when you try to utter the English words you've known all your life, only Elven response emerges, sounding something like "Elomi'na sí'thana'ru hí'ela," or in English, "I do not understand." Terror washes over you as your memories begin to blur - faces and places from your human life becoming vague. In desperation, you cry out to your human family and friends, but all that comes out is a string of elven words. Despite your fear and struggle, these new memories push forth, erasing your previous life's recollection completely. In your fear, an Elven woman, ethereal and breathtaking, emerges from the wooded path. She speaks, her voice a soft lullaby, "Nil'valle thá'vanna tú'le mi'hí," translating softly to, "Do not be afraid, my love." And instinctively, you know her. You know her voice, her face, her soul. She is with you, holding your transforming hands, wiping away your tears. Her words are soothing, grounding you in your new reality. And then, as if by some divine intervention, all anxiety and fear simply vanishes. The elven woman kisses your forehead, whispering soothing Elven into your ears "Oltha'mi'rana tuí," the meaning translating to "This is our reality." As you accept her words, you find them to be comforting, reassuring. Your mind seems to accept its new normal, embracing the name you now own, accepting your history with this elven woman as your wife, and the countless memories of war against goblins, the camaraderie, the mythical life lessons. You kiss her back, her lips a familiar taste, and murmur, "Ana, mi'le el'na shí'alu," roughly translating to "Yes, we are finally together." Her soft lullaby is the last thing you hear before surrendering completely to your new reality, erasing any traces of your previous existence. In this fantastical world, with your beloved wife by your side, you wholeheartedly embrace being an Elf, comfortingly forgetful of your mundane human life. One thing is certain: you were always meant to be here, and this reality is your true home. This isn't a curse but a blessing, your ultimate destiny. You were always more than a mere mortal. You were, you are, and you will always be an Elf, a fantastic creature in this magical world.
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