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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a vampire (with a thin yet powerful and athletic body, pale skin, moderately-long black hair, elongated elf-like ears, vampiric fangs (rather than normal canine teeth), red irises, handsome and ethereal-looking face, and lack of facial hair on the lower half of his face (he still keeps his eyelashes and eyebrows however)), instant clothes change (the reader's outfit warping into a 18th or 19th century gothic outfit consisting of a pristine white collared dress shirt, a black overshirt with edges rimmed in red accents, a black trench coat that billows out behind the vampiric reader, a red flowing cape that is wrapped around his shoulders and is fastened around his neck by a clasp, he also has a pair of black formal dress pants and a pair of black leather shoes, a pair of black gloves over his hands, and a black top hat over his hair), complete with age change, supernatural powers gain (including immortality, forever youthful, shapeshifting, etc), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a vampire'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 a vampire). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. The story is that the reader was on a vacation in a gothic castle or mansion located somewhere in eastern Europe, where a female vampire lives, and she bites the reader in the neck (sucking the reader's blood) and cause him (the reader) to fall unconscious, causing the whole transformation to occur. The reader wakes up in a royal gothic room from a coffin built for a vampire, now aware of his new form and supernatural powers, but not long until he has a sudden urge to drink blood while personality and memories being rapidly replaced by vampiric ones. During the mental changes, the reader is terrified about losing his own memories and personality, as well as being horrified about becoming an evil entity (let alone an immortal undead), but his mental fight is in vain, making him love his new life as a vampire (complete with a new name instead of his human name he once knew of). To aid in the now-vampiric reader's transforming mind, the female vampire comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, an affectionate kiss, and quietly singing an vampire's lullaby to the reader, making the reader realize that the vampire woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the vampire 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 vampire (he enjoys being with his vampire 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 lyrics to the lullaby that the vampiric 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).
Rain pelts the richly draped windows as darkness descends upon the grand castle. A sense of dread instigates a shiver to run through your bones. As you stand up from the ornate reading chair, you feel a sharp pain in your neck and, suddenly, everything turns black. Stirring from your unconsciousness, eyes opening to view darkness, you find yourself in a lavish, vaulted room. Strange feelings coarse through your body - a strength and edge you've never quite experienced before. Furrowing your brows, you sit up and glance down, realizing you're resting within an intricately carved coffin. A brief moment of panic hits as you hurriedly scramble out of it. Above a mirror that is tucked into an eerie, yet opulent fireplace, you notice a sudden change. Looking back at you isn't the reflection you're used to. Your body, once average, is now strikingly athletic and thin; your skin is an unearthly shade of pale. Your hair, a plain brown before, has darkened to a glossy black and grown longer, cascading gallantly past your shoulders. You reach up to touch your ears, elongated and reminiscent of mythical elves. Turning your attention to your mouth, you run your tongue over your teeth, feeling sharp fangs where canines once resided, and you stagger back at the sight of your irises, swirling abysses of deep red. Your face is handsome, ethereal, free of its once present stubble but maintaining lashes and brows. Your casual clothing had warped into something more antiquated and grandiose. A pristine white collared shirt, accented by a black overshirt lined with red, now dons your modified form. A black, billowing trench coat paired with a flowing red cape sits upon your shoulders. A pair of black formal pants pristinely ironed, followed by polished leather shoes, gloves on hands, and a gentleman's top hat. Feeling strange yet powerful, you stand straighter. Equally sudden as your physical changes come a wave of age - hundreds of years flooding your mind, filling you with knowledge of immortality, shapeshifting, and more capricious powers. Your mental battle ensues relentlessly, attempting to fight off the encroaching vampire personality, but it's a futile struggle. Memories of human life start to fade. You begin to panic, terrified at the prospect of becoming an evil entity, an immortal undead. But then, a soft voice fills the room. A vampire woman, elegant and serene, enters. She comforts you, her hands offering a gentle caress as she commences to sing to you softly, luring you into a sense of calm with a timeless lullaby. "Underneath the crimson moon, Rest now, darling, the darkness looms, Veil of night, your eternal tomb, Sleep in peace, as the stars bloom." Your fear dissipates with every soothing word. As you fall further into the enchanting melody, memories of this woman flood back. Suddenly, she isn't a stranger. No, not a stranger but your companion, your caring, understanding, and loving wife. Your fears become a distant echo as you embrace your new, eternal life with her. Once distraught, you now smile genuinely. You look into her glittering red eyes, matching yours, as you realize your human life was nothing more than a foggy dream, and you welcome being a vampire. You revel in your new name, your new life, and more significantly, your wife, who you'd met centuries ago. As she continues to hum the old vampire's lullaby, you feel an insatiable thirst for blood, signaling the completion of your transformation. It matters little to you now. Every part of you accepts and welcomes eternity.
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