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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a 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), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound wings), reality change (the reader's real world warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world), 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, 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 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 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, an adult female fairy from a nearby fairy village comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug and quietly singing an fairy's lullaby to the reader, making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring and understanding wife, and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous human life was only a dream and his life as an fairy 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. 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).
Sweat clung to your brow as you tentatively traced the elaborate leather-bound cover of an ancient book. Its pages, more like parchment than anything, were lit by the ambient glow of the museum exhibits. The title - "Creatures of The Medieval Myth" - sent palpitations through the grip around the book. Swallowing the bubbling apprehension, you gingerly opened the book. Suddenly, a blinding light erupted from the pages. The world around you blurred and wobbled as the light swallowed you up. You gasped as an alien sensation surged through you, transforming you. Your clothes felt too heavy, too suffocating. Almost instinctively, you shrugged them off. In their place was a splendid fairy tunic, elemental and ethereal. You touch your ears, which feel elongated and sharp–shaped like an elf's. A shiver ripples down your spine as you discovered long, beautiful wings. Leaning over a small reflective stream, you surveyed your face - pale, handsome, and ethereal. Your facial hair was gone. Every masculine feature was delicately chiseled, but still distinctly male. You felt longer hair cascading down your back. Your body felt lighter, thinner, yet strangely powerful. You noticed your surroundings warped, the staid, modern museum turning into a lush, verdant forest. Magic pulsed in the air, the medieval world of fairy tales replacing the familiar corners of the real world. Your mind started spinning. Fragmented images, new memories flickered like a candle behind your eyes. They weren't yours, those were a stranger's memories—a fairy's. Terror gripped you. Screaming for your family, friends, anyone to help, you tried shaking your head, hoping to dispel the alien memories. But nothing worked. The human memories washed away, replaced with centuries of fairy life and arcane knowledge. The world knew the human you no longer; to them, you've always been a fairy. Suddenly, a warm comforting arm wrapped around your non-physical form. Lifting your gaze, you met a pair of sparkling eyes. "There, there," she whispered, her voice a beautiful melody that soothed your pounding heart. The woman's face was similarly ethereal, and love exuded from her, wrapping you in its comfort. You are trepidation made form as the woman begun a low humming, a lullaby you distantly recognized. It was the song of your first dance, you remembered her now. She was your wife, faithful and beautiful as the day you had married her. Relief sweet and profound washed over you. Gazing at her, your heart overflowed with warmth and affection, not for a new life but an old love. She is not a stranger but your home. As the last traces of your mundane human life faded, ecstasy bubbled up in your chest. You remembered – this was you. This has always been you. Formerly a human, now a fairy, you accepted your reality. The distant past of being human was nothing more than a dream. Here, with magic and the love of your fairy wife, you realized: you belonged to the realm of the fairies. You have always been a creature of the fae, powerful, immortal, and free.
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