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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, pointy elf-like ears, long fairy wings on his back, 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), pale skin, and long hair, complete with age change, shrinking (until the reader is literally tiny like all fairies, about the size of an insect), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound wings), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which is a type of 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 fairies, elves, goblins (the fairies' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a fairy'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 fairy). 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 fairy's 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 fairy's 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 fairy (complete with a new name fitting for an fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). To aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind, a female fairy from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing an fairy's lullaby to the reader, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy), making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the fairy reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous and mundane human life was only a dream and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness and wonder (like all fairies) 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 a fairy language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those fairy 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 glide through the orderly rows of the museum, your attention is caught by an ancient tome. The book, heavily aged yet allured by intricate illustrations of majestic, supernaturally sublime creatures, pulls your interest like a magnet. You hold it carefully in your hands, brushing the dust off the leather-bound cover as you gently flip it open. Suddenly, a blinding light engulfs you completely, seeping into your senses and consciousness, spiraling your current reality into inexplicable twists. Heat spreads across your skin, making your heart pound hard within your chest. As if replying to some call, your body starts to shrink; your firm body becomes leaner, yet strangely retains a sense of athleticism. You attempt to scream out loud, your voice choked with sheer alarm, only to discover it to have become ethereal, soothing. Unexpectedly, a dose of simultaneous relief and panic floods your mind. Your entire appearance has transformed; you glance your reflection in a nearby artifact - the gaze returned by a youthfully handsome face, losing all traces of facial hair, and your eyes adorned by long eyelashes. "Oh, shi..." You got cut off when you noticed your speech wasn't English anymore, it is the sound of a completely new language; the language of the fairies. Fear twirls with confusion as your mind fights to grasp onto the quickly blurring human memories. In your panicked state, you reach a hand to your head, surprised to feel your hair cascading down to your shoulders. New memories creep in - emotions, faces, landscapes you had never seen before - addressing you as theirs. Your own memories fade; replaced by centuries old tales of fairy lore, the guttural tongue of English giving way to the harmonious melody of the fairies. "'Estel nin, aiya...Remember yourself, love...'" A familiar warmth spreads within you as you hear these words whispered in the wind. Turning around, you spot a beautiful fairy, clad in a stunning tunic, her amethyst eyes glowing with melancholy and love. You feel a faint sense of understanding fill you up - you knew her, you loved her. A comforting arm wraps around your now significantly smaller body. A pinch of sadness remains, lost somewhere within the newfound happiness. "'Only a bad dream pir inyë...'" she whispers, her lullaby rippling through your memories. As she delves deeper into the song, you finally drop your futile struggle against this transformation. Your mind fills with the joyous laughter and underlying curiosity of the fairies, leaving behind the once distinct human anxiety and confusion. Your rational, logical side is replaced by the fairy's innate wonder and child-like curiosity. You surprised yourself when you replied to her in the fairy tongue, "'Only a dream indeed, melamin.'" (It means 'my love' in Elvish.) Flaring your long wings, stretching them in the warm glow of the moon, you finally accept the reality. Being a fairy was not a new beginning; it was a homecoming, the human life - the dream. With a leap of faith, you take off, chasing the wind, your wife by your side, soaring into your rightful realm. Leaving behind the mortal realm which now seems like a long-forgotten echo, you embrace your true self - a fairy, immortal and forever youthful, eternally graced by the starlight.
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