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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 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 step into the museum, the towering library of history towers over you, its many shelves covered in dust. Your eyes navigate the numerous rows of books and artifacts until they hone in on a peculiar tome on a podium. An air of mystery surrounds it, a beacon amongst the memories of centuries. The book seems to be about medieval fantasy creatures, a subject that has always been a source of fascination for you. Your hands reach for the book, the parchment under your fingertips seems to have a life of its own, alive with the magic of bygone eras. Upon opening the book, a blinding light engulfs you, leaving you blinded for a moment. When your vision returns, everything has changed. Your surroundings are now that of a lush meadow, surrounded by towering trees - a forest that seems to be never-ending. The clothes you were wearing instantly morph into quintessential elven attire. The style is like that of any fantastically crafted medieval garb, designed for both fashion and function. The soft green tunic comes down past your hips, cinched to your slender waist by a sturdy leather belt that comfortably locks everything in place. A long cape, ethereal yet rugged, trails down to your heels, offering a juxtaposition to your newly formed long leather boots. The footwear is built for long-distance travels and possesses the magic to provide the utmost comfort. You admire your outfit, the earthly tones blending perfectly with the forest surroundings, your hands encased in the comfortable pair of archer's gloves. You can feel the difference in your body, suddenly it's more agile and graceful. Your form is thin and lean but bares the marks of a warrior - even though you still carry your human mind, your new elven body tells a different story. Closer observation in a nearby waterbody reveals your face had undergone a significant transformation – it's sharp and chiseled with an ethereal beauty about it. The lower half of your face is bare – a stark difference from the stubble you sported before. Your eyelashes and eyebrows bear a golden hue, matching the long locks now cascading down your back. Fear settles in as your humanity starts to slip away. Your world is spinning, the reality you knew blurring and your mind turning fuzzy. It's panic that takes over first, the realization of your transformation. Your tongue forms words, desperate pleas for help, but they come out wrong. It's an elven language, completely alien to what you know. Despite your attempts to communicate in your old tongue, every word you say is something different. Panic rises and tears stream down your face, your hand extending to your still-evolving pointy ears. Your voice is changing too, smoother, more enchanting - an elven voice. The terror of what is happening overwhelms you, the loss not just of body but of memories. It feels as if your old life is being forcefully replaced by something else, something foreign yet irresistibly real. As everything seems to fall apart, a soft voice breaks through your turmoil. “Be calm, my love. Your mortal fears are not needed here,” a woman speaks in beautiful yet strange words. But strangely, despite the language being unknown to you, the meaning seems perfectly clear. It's your native tongue now - the elven language. As the comforting words flow over you, a wave of realization hits. The language isn’t unknown, it's a part of you, as much as your newly elongated and pointy ears. A wave of calm starts to settle within you as you turn towards the voice. It comes from an ethereal looking elven woman. She looks at you, both joy and comfort reflecting in her eyes. She wipes your tears away, her touch cool and soothing. A song escapes her lips, entrancing you with its melodious tones. “Rest now, O brave one, your trials are done, Far in the woodland, our lives have begun Forget not the memories, vivid and clear For we are forever, in love, we're here.” You remember. You remember everything, the battles, the archery, the victory. Suddenly, the human existence you had once known fades in comparison to the whirlwind of your elven life. A life filled with adventure, glory and most importantly, her. You wrap your arms around her, pulling her close into an all too familiar embrace, laughing at the absurdity of it all. “Seems I dozed off a while thinking about the human life," you say with a merry chuckle, brushing the gentle kiss on her lips. “Yes, that was some dream, wasn’t it?” She laughs as well, crystal-clear laughter ringing through the meadow as she leads you through the lush forest toward the familiar warmth of your home, into the path of your assured destiny as a heroic elf, guided by the gods, in this eternal, mystical world.
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