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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the 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 (quiver, bow, and arrows) 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), 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), telling the reader that they're blessing (not a curse, it's a blessing) him by removing/erasing his mortal memories and personality, while also telling him to remember his 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 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, 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), he believes that he was daydreaming about the false human life while he's returning/traveling back to his home village (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 inside 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. 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 wander through the hushed, dimly lit halls of the museum, your gaze is caught by an antiquated tome nestled within a glass display. With an air of old magic and mystery, it attracts your curiosity. A plaque identifies it as a collection of Medieval tales about the Fae and Elves. You hardly have time to register your surroundings before the curator of the museum, a sprightly woman with eyes sparkling with anticipation, retrieves the book and places it into your hands. With a heavy, aged cover, the book creaks open, revealing an intricate illustration of an Elven warrior. Suddenly, a blinding light engulfs you. A feeling of lightness sweeps over you as if someone were pulling the essence of humanity out of your physical body and mind. Your heart pounds in your chest. You try to scream, but your voice seems lost in the brilliant radiance which surrounds you. The transformation begins. Muscles lengthen, slim down, and become elegantly powerful, framed by your fitted elven tunic and trousers. Your skin becomes ethereal pale, your face reshaping into a symphony of otherworldly perfection punctuated by piercing blue eyes and elongated, pointy ears. While running your fingers through your now long, blonde hair, you behold your reflection on the polished surface of your new bow - a gallant elf, adorned for battle. But the physical remoulding is just a part of this mesmerizing journey. Your memories begin to blur, and your human language slowly gives way to an unfamiliar tongue. "Help!” you cry out one last time in English, terrified as the language shifts unbidden to Elven. “Aniron i phîn!” you plead in panic, the words strange, yet somehow familiar. In your mind, whispered voices echo, comforting, guiding, relentlessly recasting your human thoughts. You try to resist but somehow, these foreign fragments of new memories are taking hold. Fleeting images quickly strengthen, wipe out, or alter many of your past human memories. The very essence of your being shifts, forcing you to experience a powerful battle between who you think you are, and who you are becoming. From what seems like a great distance, the melodious Elven tongue reaches your ears. Turning your eyes, you spot a figure moving gracefully toward you from the serene elven village nearby. She approaches, all ethereal beauty and gentle confidence. Her azure eyes glow with anticipation. As she places a hand on your cheek, her lips gently move: "Nessë lye, corma lye", she whispers. You find solace in her touch, in her voice, in her words. Your wife. The Elven warrior's wife. *Your* wife. As her lips meet yours, you taste love, genuine and intense. Your heartbreaks in realization of what you thought was your previous human life is no more than a dream, a dream that is fading faster than a sunset. Relief washes over you, with the understanding that your true life as a courageous, faithful elf is not a curse but a blessing bestowed by the gods. Your destiny is calling, echoing through the memories of riding through fantasy forests and fighting villainous goblins. As the last shreds of your former life dissipate into nothingness, the woman gently guides you to your new home – the elven village, painted with strokes of friendship, enchanting quests, and valiant battles. She comforts you in her melodious voice, stirring bittersweet feelings of both loss and gain. With your transformation complete, you stand tall in your new skin, your past life as a mortal forgotten, your future life as an elf unbegun. From the ashes of your old self, you rise – an ageless, handsome, ethereal elf. A warrior. A hero. Unbeknownst to you, your journey would only just begun. But with an unexplainable certainty in your elven heart, you understand that you were born for this. This is your destiny.
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