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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, 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 long boots, 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 clothes are like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in), long and 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 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). 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, 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 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. 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).
There it was nestled between centuries-old books, a treasure entitled 'The Creatures of Medieval fantasy.' You're compelled to pick it up, turning it over in your hands, ancient leather cracking under your touch. As you gently open it, a blinding light engulfs you and a swirl of sensations and emotions overcome you. Your body tingles, becoming thinner, leaner, and yet more muscular. You can't help but observe your elongating fingers, donned in fine, leather gloves that now hold the bow and arrow you just realized is strapped to your belt. The distinct feel of your tunic tied neatly around your waist coupled with a flowing cape tickling your calves, draw you further into your transformation. You glance down at the long boots and medieval-styled pants that have replaced your jeans. Abruptly, your ears start to itch and twitch. In seconds, you feel them grow and shapen into pointed peaks, very much like illustrations of elves in fantasy novels. An audible gasp escapes your lips, but the voice that echoes is not your own. It's lighter, ethereal. Just like an elf. Your sight sharpens, colors around you becoming more vivid, the air more fragrant. A mirror you'd previously ignored now reflects a handsome, ethereal face peering back at you. Your hair is a beautiful blond, long and smooth, framing your pale skin and bright blue eyes. As your physical changes conclude, the first trickles of new memories infiltrate your mind. You fight against the onslaught, the losing battle against the barrage of elven memory terrifies you. You make an attempt to call for help, but all that comes out is a strange language. "*Adar nin, amman bera?!*" you cry out, panic setting in as English evaporates from your mind, replaced with an alien tongue. Despite your horror, you understand what you're saying - 'Father, what's happening?!' A calm voice echoes around you, "*Siola, cuil en' amin. Lasto an guren.*" A soothing voice whispers to you, 'Quiet, my life. Listen to my heart.' The voice was eloquent, melodious - distinctly elven. You swivel around, your sharp new blue eyes discovering its source: A beautiful elf maiden approaching you, her ethereal beauty matching yours. She takes your trembling hands into hers, smiling gently at you. "*Amin mela lle. Amin saesa er.*" Her voice is like the finest melody, soft and gentle. 'I love you. I'm happy you're here.' She wraps a comforting arm around you, wiping away the stray tears that escape your eyes. Her words start to make more sense, soothing your fears, confirming your transformation, able to understand her elven language now. Each word she utters starts replacing your human memories with those of an elven life. You feel, despite your struggle, your mind yielding, embracing an existence of aeons in a fantastical Elven world. A new name, "*Eledhrim*", fills your mind, leaving no trace of your human life. With your transformation complete, you partake in the warmth of your wife's embrace, like you'd done every day for centuries. As you walk away from the museum, now turned into a woodland meadow, you forget humanity. You know only *Eledhrim*. Your past life, an illusion now, all you know and are is an elf, a warrior guided by gods, loved by an elf maiden, living in a world you have always known. You laugh together with your partner, about a nonsensical dream of being a mortal. As an immortal elf, your journey of a thousand adventures has just begun.
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