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Question: Write a 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 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 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, 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. Not only that, but there should be quotes in elven language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those fairy's words mean), even the reader's language shift during his panic, as well as the lyrics to the lullaby that the fairy 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).
The day began spiraling out of the ordinary the moment you set foot in the antiquated museum. Intrigued, you found yourself drawn to an exhibit of antique books and historical artefacts. A particular book about medieval fantasy caught your attention. A strange allure beckoned you to open it. As the worn-out pages turned, a brilliant, blinding light enveloped you. The once familiar atmosphere of the museum began to warp, twist, and contort. Stunned, you barely noticed your own body altering within this peculiar existence. Your clothes shifted, transforming into a beautiful fairy tunic, ethereal and enchanting. The garments fluttered around your changing form, clinging to a now thin, lean, yet athletic build. You felt your ears elongate, tapering into an elf-like point, while a weightlessness emerged from behind you. Glancing backward, you were greeted by a pair of long, cream-colored wings. Your body began to shrink. Once common items towered above you like monuments. You couldn't ignore the unfamiliar smoothness of your face, sans facial hair. Your fair skin became eerily pale, your once short hair transitioning into a long, flowing waterfall. The ageing process seemed to have reversed, your face appearing handsome and other-worldly. A sense of immortality washed over you. The frailty of human life felt like a distant memory, replaced by endless youth. Suddenly, your native English turned alien. Unknown yet familiar syllables escaped your lips. A guttural gnome-speak language tangled with an ethereal elvish dialect. The words were confusing yet comprehensible. You understood them but not how or why. Your surroundings warped into a medieval fantasy landscape, filled with mythical creatures. Hostile goblins, merry elves, and calculating dragons occupied this once-human populated realm. Dread filled you as your world shifted from tangible reality to a realm of fantasy and mysticism. Panic set in as memories and a personality not your own flooded your consciousness. You fought against it, distressed by the erasure of your human life, replaced by fairy-like existence. You screamed in your new language, tears traced down your smooth face, "Iflèrath! Eressëa! Help!" which echoed out as, "Mother! Father! Help!" But the creeping change seemed relentless. From the density of the surrounding forest emerged a compassionate fairy. The sight of her calmed you in a way you couldn't grasp. With gentle wings, she guided you, hugging you closely. She murmured an ancient lullaby into your pointed ear. The lyrics, the song, they soothed your frantic mind, "_Nó elenath hîlar nan hîr tiro..._” It meant, “Under the stars, a new journey awaits…” Her soothing voice whispered, "_Erinon en amin, muinthel en' amin_," in other words, "Remember who you are, my brother." The sudden realization hit you. She seemed familiar because she was your wife. A joy unlike any in your human life washed over you as memories of your old life faded. Your panic simmered down, replaced with joyous acceptance and child-like happiness. You were a fairy, loved and loathed, wise and adventurous, filled with immortal youth. Acceptance washed over you as you realized, your human life was but a dream. This was your reality. With your fairy wife, in a world rife with magic and wonder, filled with the joy of being a fairy, you began your new life, now at peace with your true self. "Gellon ned i galadhad," you whispered to your wife, "Laugh in the moonlight." With the lullaby still ringing in your ears, you started your new journey under the stars.
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