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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a cape, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath the 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, 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 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 filled with mythical creatures such as elves, goblins (the elves' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), 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, with English instantly changing to an elven language during mid-sentence), 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/invading 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 (he is completely unaware of ever being a mortal/human) 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).
You wake up in an unfamiliar world. Everything seems a little more vibrant here. The blues and greens are more vivid than anything you have ever seen. You look at your hands, they seem a little strange, you quickly dismissed the thought. You remember visiting an old museum that held ancient books and artifacts from medieval times. You recall opening a book about fantastical mythical creatures, when a sudden white flash engulfed you. As you try to stand up from the ground, you realize you're taller than you remember. You look down and notice you're wearing a tunic, a cape draped over your shoulders. Your pants are tucked neatly into long boots. You are wearing gloves, good quality leather by the look and feel. Something brushes against your cheeks. You reach to brush it away but your hand makes contact with the tips of elongated ears. “Wait, those weren't here before,” you mumbled. Looking around, you notice a mirror-like object hanging from a tree. You approach it cautiously, yet intrigued. Gasping as you see your reflection. Your face is no longer average looking, but ethereal in a way you’ve only found in fantasy novels. Your skin is paler than it used to be, your once brown eyes replaced by shades of blue that rival the ocean. Your hair, oh your hair, it's blonde, long and flowing. There is no stubble on your face whatsoever. Suddenly, your mind is hit with a jarringly different language, words and phrases you've never heard or learnt. You try to recall your English, opening your mouth to utter a plea for help, "Please, I want...uh," your words fade in a panic. "Varima...iaduha...na visume?" What was that? That was not English. Memories start flooding in, new memories of a life you have never lived, survival skills, archery, the art of negotiating with dragons, the spicy scent of elven spices. You scream in horror as you realize you're forgetting your past life, your family, your friends. Your human life. Just when you're about to break down, a gentle voice says in a soothing tongue, "Pease, Caladir, amin uumaulum." You turn to see a beautiful elven woman approach. Her words sound like a song in your ears and they're comforting even though you don't know their meaning, but in no time you know what they mean. "Calm down, Caladir, I'm here." Her touch is comforting as she holds you close. An internal struggle rages within you, as memories of a life you’ve shared with this woman plane in your mind. Your human memories dim, like the final flicker of a candle. With a gentle kiss, she whispers this elven lullaby, “Nauva Calma, ar' emeno, sinome minna.” Bingo; It stirs in you a sense of tranquillity, a sense of acceptance. Her voice sways you into submission, and you begin to remember. Yes, this is your life. You, as Caladir, with your loving wife, you are in a land of elves, this fantasy world of your own creation. The woman, your wife, smiles at you. Her eyes filled with love and understanding. As the words of the lullaby drift into the air, you can't help but smile back, feeling truly happy. You wouldn't want to be anywhere else. You couldn't imagine being anyone but this elven man, Caladir, with a beloved wife and a home in this fantastical world. A world you once thought was fiction, is now your reality, and it’s a reality you embraced wholeheartedly.
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