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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the 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 like all fairies, making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound fairy 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 completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to a fairy's language during mid-sentence, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, but to no avail and all he said are fairy's 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 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, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa) he has married centuries ago. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. 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).
The musky scent of the historical books fills your nostrils as you peruse the shelves of the enormous museum. You find yourself drawn to a particular tome, its cover depicting mystical creatures of medieval lore. Picking up the book with curiosity, you daringly open it to the first page. Suddenly, a blinding light engulfs you, inexplicably transforming your surroundings and surprisingly, yourself. Your clothes shift, altering in size and texture, your once baggy jeans and loose t-shirt shrink to fit your now slender body and they morph into a fairy tunic, a familiar fabric donned by the magical beings of folklore. Your ears band outward into delicate points, like that of an elf. Strangely, you find it oddly natural, like your body has simply corrected itself in a long-awaited metamorphosis. You then feel an unfamiliar weight on your back and try to glance back. Shimmering wings, long, thin, yet stunningly vibrant. Just like the stories, the fairies in the book. As if animated by an unseen force, they flutter lightly causing you to slowly ascend, taking your feet off the ground. Shocked and fascinated, you now know - you can fly. Your size begins to diminish and the world swells around you. Everything in your sight is an enormous towering monument. While once, only minutes ago, you were a six-foot human in a museum, now you barely reach the stem of a grass blade. Yet your frame still maintains its athletic charm, still effused with strength but in a condensed form. With a sudden intensity, your skin begins to blaze, like a searing touch running through your body. Though it doesn't hurt, it's profoundly alarming. Then the fire dies away, replaced with a cooling relief as a new shade of paleness enwraps your skin. Simultaneously your hair extends, folding down to your waist. It's long, lengthy as never before but it feels right, feels like you. Even your face, it shifts subtly, shedding the rugged edges to a pleasant, sculpted gleam. Handsome and ethereal, it's you but not quite the you you've known. A sensation of nausea spirals through you. Panic rises as you can no longer remember your own name, or anything about your previous identity. In panic, you scream in English for help but the words come out in an unfamiliar speech. You struggle to verbalize anything in English, yet to no avail, your tongue now only folds itself around your new fairy language. Strangely though, as foreign as this new language is, it makes sense, like you have been speaking it your entire life. Suddenly, your surroundings blur; the books, the museum, they all twist and shimmer like the mirage seen upon a lonely desert road. Before your eyes, they transmute into a lush green forest, filled with medieval cottages and mythical creatures. You find yourself standing in an entirely new domain. The horrific realization dawns on you - your human existence erodes, replaced by a fairy's. Terrified by this prospect, you battle violently, striving to hold onto who you once were, but despairingly, you couldn't prevail. A comforting voice smoothly resonates, a melodious lullaby fills the air. Your mind still in chaos, you find solace in her voice. Turning to the source you see a beautiful fairy, her radiance a beacon in your dark abyss. An intimate feeling swells within you, like a realization of being home after a long journey as you find yourself in her embrace. "Sshh... Remember who you truly are," she whispers lovingly. "We have been waiting for you to return, my dear husband." Her words set a cascade of memories - your fairy life, of joy, wonder and most importantly, her, the fairy woman, your wife. No longer do you feel a loss, but an immense relief and happiness. A guilt-free grin appears on your face. Your former human life now seems an impossibly distant dream - your existence as a happy magical creature now your reality. With a renewed sense of joy and love for your wife, your life begins as a fairy. The echoes of your human life fading into the forgotten past as you embrace your endless journey in the beautiful world of fairies.
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