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Question: Write a 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 (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 age change, supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to sharpened senses, being immortal, and forever youthful), voice change (to fit with his new elven bloodline), 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 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 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). 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 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 the elven village 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, 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), 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), 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).
In the dimly-lit museum, your eye catches an antique volume nestled in a glass display case. Intrigued, and with breath held, you open the worn cover. The chronicles within detail a race of fair and wise folk, straight from the fables of your childhood — the Elves. Bursting with diagrams and archaic script, the ancient tome recounts stories of a fantastical realm. As you trace your fingers over the elaborate Elvish glyphs, a blinding light suddenly floods your vision. A strange sensation creeps over your skin. It begins subtly at your feet, lacing up your legs until they feel as lithe and agile as a cat's. Your clothes shapeshift around you, your jeans and trainers give way to practical medieval-style pants and long archer's boots, leather and sturdy, designed for long treks through untamed wilderness. Taking in your altered attire, you unpin the cape around your neck, discovering its soft, fluid material fall down your back. A fine Elven tunic, long enough to pass your hips, takes the place of your usual t-shirt, a leather belt wraps snuggly around your midsection. You feel the comforting weight of an archer's quiver and bow attached to the belt, reinforcing your newly gifted archery prowess. A tickling sensation prompts you to touch your ears — both ends now taper into elegant points. An instinctive urge arises; you reach down and brush your hands across the durable archer's gloves at your side. You can't help but marvel at the ethereal figure you've turned into, complete with a thin yet athletic build that seems to ripple under your clothes as you move gracefully around the room. Suddenly, you are not alone in the room. Standing majestically, with golden hair cascading down their shoulders, is a beautiful female elf. As you approach the steps leading out to a sprawling woodland — a scent akin to earth and lush foliage fill your nostrils — your senses feel sharper than before. You utter something, but your words come out garbled and strange, sounding nothing like English. Suddenly your heart lurches in fear: something is happening to your mind. There is a moment of intense panic as the painless metamorphosis threatens to strip away your reality. But a gentle, soothing voice in your mind — voices of the gods — tells you to embrace it. Your sight blurs, and your legs wobble as your true wife's gentle touch guides you to firm ground. Blurry images diaper in front of your eyes, fleeting figments that eliminate your connections to humanity. Grandma's oatmeal cookies, rushing to university lectures, binging movies on Netflix. It's all fading away. A soft lullaby in an unknown language tugs at your senses. Yet, amidst the turmoil, you clearly understand her every word. It’s not English, but the alien yet familiar tone soothes your panic. Her gentle song is a plea, a plea for you to remember your true self. Suddenly, you realize your transformation isn't a punishment but a gift. The friendly faces from your previous human life blur, first slowly and then all at once. Shuddering, you hold onto those memories tight but they slip, replaced with images of grand high-arched buildings nestled among towering ancient trees and walking hand-in-hand with your elven wife. Your reality shifts like a misaligned puzzle finally sliding into place. Days turn into nights turn into days — in the blink of an eye, you have existed for years in this body, a lifetime of memories crashing over you in an instant. An exhale releases a cry; a new elven word. Taking one last look into your wife’s kind eyes, you commit to memory the shared eternity, realizing you had always lived here. Your mortal life now feels like a distant dream, a hazy figment you are no longer willing to chase. Through teary eyes, the first elven words emerge from your mouth, "Tye-mela, my love, Troya-lon." (I love you, my love, for always) You look around at your new world, your true world, and know you’ve finally come home.
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