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Question: Write a POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, pointy elf-like ears, long fairy wings on his back, 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), 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), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound wings), 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). 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 losing his own memories and personality as a human (as well as forgetting his previous language, with English instantly changing to an fairy's language during mid-sentence), 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 fairy's 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 fairy (complete with a new name fitting for an fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). To aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind, a female fairy from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing an fairy's lullaby to the reader, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy), 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 and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness and wonder (like all fairies) is his only true 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 a fairy language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those fairy 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).
As you stepped into the dust-laden museum, the scent of forgotten history hissed at your senses. Your curiosity led you on, deep into the heart of the labyrinthine place. An old, mysterious book attracted your attention. It was titled, 'Tales of the Medieval Mystics - Creatures of Old Folklore.' You tentatively reached out, picking it up before flipping open its time-ravaged pages. And then everything changed. A blinding light washed over you, filling your senses with warmth and a strange sensation of floating. You watched in awe as your form began to change. Your muscular yet average human body began to shrink and become leaner, yet remaining athletic. You watched your nails extend into softer, pointy tips. Glancing at your reflection in a nearby glass cabinet, you saw your normally rugged face was now chiseled and almost ethereal-looking, a stark contrast to the plain human features you were used to. No shadow of beard on your chin, just smooth skin as pale as moonlight. You felt a strange pull on your back, aching and itching. Twisting your head over your shoulder, you gasped to see wings, large and graceful, shifting through hues of pastel colors. Unbeknownst to you, during your physical transformation, another transformation was taking place: you were forgetting. Your English morphed into a silvery stream of elven language, the words flowing from your mouth with surprising familiarity. "Shaelie hien!" you found yourself calling, your own voice sounding alien to you. (Translation: Help me!) In your panic, you tried to recall your family, your friends, old memories, anything familiar. But it was like trying to catch sand, slipping through your fingers. As the memories disappeared, replaced by flashes of sparkling woods and laughing fairies, you pleaded, "Anvin keord!" (Translation: I don't want this!) Suddenly, a warm presence enveloped you. You looked to see a beautiful fairy woman comforting you, her voice lilting and soothing as she sang a fairy lullaby you found oddly familiar. She cautioned, "Fnea. Remember who you truly are.” (Translation: Calm. Remember who you truly are) As she continued her song, you felt your panic receding. The new memories felt comforting, like returning home after a long journey. Everything felt real, fitting. Especially the woman. Her presence evoked a deep sense of understanding and love you've always known but couldn’t recall until now. Her voice was soft as she whispered, "Meilost ner, my love." (Translation: Welcome home, my love.) As the fairy woman’s arms encircled you, you felt a sense of belonging you hadn't known before as a human. In that moment, you realized your life as a human was nothing but a dream, while this fairy life, filled with sparkling joy, was your reality. The world seemed to fall into place, you realizing the medieval world you once thought of as fantasy was, in fact, your truth. You willingly embraced your transformation, finally accepting your new identity not as a loss, but rather as a return to a life that had always been yours. Your true life. After all, you were no longer a human. You were now, and always had been, a fairy.
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