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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a cape, long boots, leather gloves, 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), 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), 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), 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 and only remember being an elf). 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 losing his own memories and personality as a human (as well as forgetting his previous language), 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 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). To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into an elf himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, an affectionate kiss, quietly singing an elven lullaby to the reader, and telling him to remember who he really is (an elf), 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), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous human life was only a dream and is happy that his life as an elf (he enjoys being with his elf wife, whom he married centuries ago) 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 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).
Captivated by antiquity, you find yourself immersed in a world of artifacts and aged history at the museum. Wandering the labyrinth of ancient times, a book of curious design catches your eyes: "Creatures of Medieval Fantasy." Enchanted, you gingerly open it, setting off a cascade of blinding light that engulfs you entirely. Suddenly, you notice a considerable decrease in mass across your body; your arms and legs have effectively thinned out, achieving a delicate, yet powerful, elven athletic build. An ethereal face reflects on the polished museum floor, revealing a transformation of handsome features and vibrant, intelligent blue eyes. Your hair lightens, cascading in a golden waterfall to your shoulders. Your ears gradually stretching to a point, and all traces of facial hair recede, leaving a youthful yet wise exterior. A torrent of changes washes over you: leather gloves envelop your hands, a green tunic appears, followed by a flowing cape and long boots. A series of images invade your mind - unfamiliar landscapes, unknown people, languages. A sudden change, from the English you once knew to an elegant, flowing language of the elves, fills your thoughts. "No! This can't be!" You panic, witnessing your human life dissolve as an unearthly one takes hold. Lamenting your mortal memories, you attempt to repel the new elven memories but fail as they gradually, yet irrevocably, replace your old ones. A beautiful elven woman with silver hair, approaches, her emerald eyes sparkle with understanding. "Almárellë hína," she coos. (Don't be afraid, my love.) Who is she? Why does your heart throb with affection when you look at her? "You're safe, Astaldo," she says gently, her arms wrapping around you. "Na lye yando." (You are home.) Astaldo? You struggle with the name change. You scream, cry, and call out for help, but it becomes increasingly futile as your previous life fades from your memory. She sings a soothing melody, and it tugs on the last vestiges of your humanity. *"Myar ni hain hírala, na i Telemnar, i fuia alma na lye."* (Under the tranquil stars, in the Silver Halls, Eternal love is ours.) Her words comfort, her lullaby lulls the chaos, painting a tender story of the love you share. You remember the affection, the vows, your wedded bliss. A rushing sense of peace engulfs you as you surrender to the woman's embrace, feeling truly at home in her arms. The past life, with its human sorrows, was just a dream. As your heart remembers the elven times, your transformation finalizes: You are Astaldo, a proud elf forever united in love with his wife in the tranquil landscapes of a medieval world. The fantasy has become a reality, and you find comfort, joy in this rejuvenating awakening. Consolidating your loss, you embrace your true form and existence, basking in the profound love of your elven wife.
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