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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic (that reaches past the hips), 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 archer's long leather boots (these boots are also built for distant travels), a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (a bow and the arrows-filled) strapped either around him or to his leather belt (his entire outfit is like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in, and like all elves, his outfit is in both an earthly and forest color), long and pointy elven ears, thin and lean yet athletic and graceful body (with elegant posture and movement), 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 almost-instant age change, instant supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to sharpened senses, being immortal, and being forever youthful), almost-instant voice change (to fit with his new elven bloodline), almost-instant language shift (changing from English to an elven language, yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering or speaking English, making English completely unfamiliar to him and he could no longer remember what English words mean nor how to say them), instant 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. The gods, who transported the reader into a medieval fantasy realm, are transforming the reader in both body and mind, thanks to the gods' blessing, and the gods had blessed the reader by permanently removing all of the reader's humanity (including his former human personality and memories) and blessed him by turning him into an immortal elf (due to the reader's newly elven body and mind, and they also intentionally and magically blessed the reader by completely removing/erasing all of the reader's mortal human memories and personality (the gods' voices are heard by the reader in his head and telling him to completely forget his human self and life (claiming that the reader's human self and life was all just a dream, thus they're saying to the reader that them erasing the mortal memories, personality, and life is not a curse, but a blessing), telling the reader that they are blessing him by completely erasing his mortal human memories and personality (the gods erasing the reader's previous human life and memories/personality is a blessing), while also telling him to remember his true elven self and life, proving their intent in creating a hero for their fantasy world), thus making him completely and permanently forget about ever being a mortal human), and the removal of human memories/personality is a blessing and not a curse. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, a beautiful, youthful, ethereal-looking 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 and genuine 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 (she also confirms the reader that he was returning/traveling back home to his elven village home from one of his many quests/battles and that's why he's daydreaming about his false/imagined human life), and she tells him to remember his true elven body and life (saying those, 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 truly 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, courageous, 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 (kissing included), he even promises to always be there for her), as well as having his loyal companions/comrades who follow him (he is also loyal to his companions and they always help him in quests and battles, having succeeded in all battles and quests against villains, including but not limited to goblins), and he himself being guided and supported by the gods (who have intentionally chosen and transformed the human reader into a heroic elf warrior so this fantasy world would have a hero) who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely and permanently unaware that his former mortal human life and his transformation into an elf had ever happened (he is amused, possibly laughing, at the idea of ever being a human), the elf reader believes that he was daydreaming about the human life while he was returning/traveling back to his home village (exactly like what his elven wife stated earlier), 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 (including the gods' quotes in the reader's head) 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 cautiously enter the museum, the grandeur of the countless artifacts encapsulating the essence of long-gone civilizations overwhelms you. As you stroll down the aisle, an old, leather-bound book catches your attention. Its title reads – “The Realms of Elven Magic”. Your curiosity piqued, you carefully open the book. A blinding light emits, swallowing you within its luminescence. When the light dims, you notice an unsettled sensation course through you. Your body feels lighter, your touch sensitive; your senses are amplified. You examine yourself curiously. Your apparel has undergone a dramatic shift. The everyday clothes you were wearing have been replaced by a rich, earthy-toned tunic that falls past your hips, with a leather belt wrapped around the waist. A long flowing cape hangs from your shoulders, touching the tops of archer's long leather boots that have magically replaced your mundane shoes. Medieval-styled pants are neatly tucked underneath. A pair of archer's leather gloves has replaced your bare hands, and a bow along with a quiver of arrows is strapped to your side. The reflection in a nearby pond reveals a dramatic change. Your ears are longer and pointy, your face more chiseled, bereft of any facial hair. Your skin has turned pale, while your hair has magically grown out to be a shade of blonde. As you look into the water, you meet an azure gaze - it seems that your eyes have changed into a stunning pair of blue. A sudden overflow of energy surges through your body as you feel the weight of newfound supernatural powers. The laws of mortality bind you no more; you are now immortal and forever youthful. Your senses have sharpened, yet as this euphoria sets in, an unease creeps into your mind. A sharp mental jolt pulls you out of your thoughts, clouding your mind with foggy, vague memories. You are no longer fluent in English. The words escape you as another unfamiliar - or shall you say newly familiar - language takes over your vocabulary. You press your fingers to your temples, attempting to recall the fading fragments of your humanity. But no words come forth except gibberish, to you strange, unknown, and terrifying. Suddenly, you hear in your mind, a voice that is soft, commanding, yet reassuring, “Forget your past human self; it was all but a dream. Embrace your new elf self." Startled, you try to resist, understanding that these are the words of the gods who have chosen and transformed you. Suddenly, a rustle of leaves pulls your attention away from your thoughts. An ethereal-looking, youthful elf woman steps forward. Her beauty stops in your tracks. Her hazel eyes brimming with such genuine affection and understanding that it cuts across your confusion and terror. You look at her, puzzled. In her melodious voice, she speaks in the elven language, “Calm down, my dear. Do not fear. Your human life was but a dream. Now, remember yourself. Remember us." For reasons unbeknownst to you, those words felt right. They offered you comfort, a part of a long-lost puzzle slowly fusing together. "Why am I here?" you ask, still fighting the strange ebb and flow of memories in your head, emotions washing over you like rising tides. Your voice is different, less thick, more musical. And as she gently wipes the tears from your eyes, softly takes your hands in hers and presses a loving kiss on your lips, as she unfolds the story of your true past, you find yourself - despite the fear and confusion - feeling a sense of relief and even joy. The tranquil peace of the village, the comradeship of fellow knights, your beautiful wife, all seemed right and familiar as if you had lived all this before. Maybe you were returning from a battle or a journey, yes, that must be it. You had been daydreaming, and now you were home. As she softly starts singing a lullaby, you find the last vestiges of your human memory slipping away, replaced with an elven history, love, life, and destiny. As you look at her, forgetting about your past, embracing your new life, you realize this was not a curse, but a blessing, a chance to start anew. And with this newfound understanding and acceptance, you find yourself slowly fitting into this new, magical world you now call home.
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