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Question: Write a POV transformation story of an average male mortal human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic, 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 long boots, a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped either around him or to his leather belt (his entire clothes are like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in), 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 (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 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, 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 (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 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 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, and himself being a heroic elf. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who, along with the gods who created this fantasy world, is the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into an elf himself, 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 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, and she tells him to remember his true 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 reader (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 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 (he is truly happy about being with his elven wife and is affectionate towards her, even promising to always be there for her), as well as having his loyal companions who follow him (they always help him in quests and battles, having succeeded in all battles and quests against villains), and he himself being guided and supported by the gods (who intentionally transformed the reader into a heroic elf warrior in order to create a hero for the fantasy realm) who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely and permanently unaware that his former human life and his transformation into an elf had ever happened (he is amused, possibly laughing, at the idea of ever being a human), and his journey as an elven warrior, unbeknownst to him, had just begun, even though he believes that he had always been a heroic elf and had already started journeys countless of times before. 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 step into the enormous halls of the museum, a particular sense of awe fills your mind. Ancient scrolls, artifacts, and relics from a time long forgotten beam grandeur from every corner. Oddly, among such illustrious history, it is a humble book that catches your attention. It is quaint, almost too simple for its apparent age, yet there's something mysteriously alluring about it. Its title reads 'Creatures of Medieval Fantasy'. Instinctively, curiosity propels you to open it. As you do so, a blinding light engulfs everything in sight. Your vision begins to blur, heart pounding fast. Strange, inexplicable sensations flood your body as if a metamorphosis is underway. Your vision finally adapts to the intense light. You start noticing changes. In the mirror of a nearby polished shield, your appearance is no longer recognizable. Instead of your mundane human form, a lean, athletic figure stares back at you. As a delicate, evanescent beauty sets in, you realize you're transforming into something else. An elf perhaps? Adorning your transformed body are a medieval tunic and pants, neatly tucked underneath long boots. A leather belt straps around your waist, securing the clothing, and a flowing cape graces your shoulders, reaching down to your new footwear. All the while, an archery set is strapped to your belt, its polished longbow and quiver of arrows symbolizing a warrior's might. Your transformation doesn't end there. You feel a tingling sensation crawling up your face, sprouting elongated, pointy elven ears. You touch your hair, now long and strikingly blonde. Hefting the bow feels familiar, it's inborn somehow. Although fear grips you, the transformation continues unhindered. Your once average features become handsome and ethereal, your skin, fair and unearthly. There's an involuntary compulsion to shed tears for the human self acquiring a new form, a strange rebirth. Your mind begins to cloud, buzzing with the turmoil of shifting realities. Panic ensues as your tongue flutters to form words in your native English but only yields unfamiliar sounds. It's as if your brain is being reprogrammed, replaced by a new language. An attempt to fight the new knowledge proves futile as memories of living as a mortal human erode. Images of an immortal elf living in a rustic village, fighting goblins, mastering archery, flash before your eyes. In midst of your turbulent transformation, a female figure adorned in elvish regalia approaches. Her eyes have an unmistakable glint of joy. Seeing you caught in the throes of metamorphosis, she wraps comforting arms around your form. "Sundo a'lÿen ama," she whispers, meaning, 'Embrace the change, love.' In your barely contained panic, you fleetingly attempt to resist her calming influence. Yet as she sings you an elvish lullaby, "Lao na'ulë ela'lÿen (*Sleep under the Elven moon*)", you slowly accept the inevitable. With each soothing verse, you feel your human memories gracefully fade away, replaced with an elven past and future. The woman, with her tender demeanor, manifests as your wife, a love story that spans centuries etched in the recesses of your changing mind. Human life, evolution, science, everything that constructed your previous reality seems like a distant dream now. You share a smile with her, gleefully accepting your new identity, your new reality as an elven archer and warrior. After all, you were always destined to be something magical. Unbeknown to you, your turbulent transformation has only just begun. Serving the gods, vanquishing beasts, many more supernatural adventures await your newfound might. "Nairë olorin, melamin. (*Goodnight, my love*)", she softly says. Cuddled in her loving arms, the last vestiges of your past life fade, leaving behind a brave and loyal elven hero ready to embark on countless adventures. All signs of your human life and transformation have vanished. You drift off to sleep, unknowing of your origins, and awake to a beautiful, fantastical new reality.
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