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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, long and pointy elf-like ears, long insect-like 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 effortlessly, 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 and calling 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, as well as his English language (which is now completely foreign to him), and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for a fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). During this time and due to the reader's changing personality (in which his personality is becoming more child-like, just like all fairies), to his horror and without his previous consent, he starts to genuinely smile and he is truly giggling due to his emerging child-like happiness despite being scared (at the same time) of losing his mortal/human memories and personality (he tries to stop smiling as well as attempting to stop giggling and tries to cry and show fear instead, but all of this is futile and he continues to giggle, smile, and becoming happier and he is enjoying it, all of it against his will). While that is happening and to aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind and his increasingly-childlike personality, a female fairy (who also has child-like personality like all fairies) from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing a fairy's lullaby to the reader, telling him that his human life was only a dream, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy and a husband to the female fairy who's comforting him), 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 (being completely fictional unlike the reality of medieval fantasy) and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like innocence, child-like curiosity, and child-like 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 fairy 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. 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 peruse the aisles of the old museum, you stumble upon an aged book filled with drawings of medieval fantasy creatures. Curiosity whispering in your ear, you open it, and a blinding light engulfs you. Your heart lurches, and a strange sensation pulsates under your skin as if you're being remade from the inside out. Your body tenses as it begins to shift. Your clothes melt away, replaced by a vividly green fairy tunic that clings to your rapidly thinning and reshaping form. Your ears elongate and taper into sharp, elf-like points. A fluttering sensation erupts between your shoulder blades and you gasp as beautiful, insect-like wings sprout from your back. Feeling faint at the sudden alteration, you glance down at your new pale, thin yet athletic form. You touch your face, shocked to feel the eldritch beauty that has supplanted your once human visage. Your hands, previously rough and large, are smaller now, but agile and much stronger than before. The only remnant of your former self, it seems, is your long auburn hair, though it's grown much longer, brushing against the small of your back. Suddenly, you feel a slight sensation of weightlessness as your size reduces significantly, until you become as small as a thimble, the once familiar objects around the museum dwarfing you entirely. Yet, the changes are not merely physical. As your body shifts, so does the world around you. The musty museum mutates into a vast, verdant forest untouched by the taint of industrialization, filled with mythical creatures that seem familiar but unnervingly alien at the same time. The most terrifying transformation, however, comes screaming into your consciousness. Your memories, once secure and comforting, become fluid and mercurial, slipping away from your grasp like grains of sand through your fingertips. The English language, your mother tongue, morphs into an alien elven language. The transition happens midway through your internal cry for help. "Faeven m'hael kardras!" you find yourself shriek, and to your horror, you understand these words perfectly. They aren't English - they're a fairy tongue you've never spoken. It feels as though the essence of you is breaking, being replaced by an unfamiliarity you can't fight. And then, from the shadows, a female fairy emerges. There's a soft, comforting smile on her face as she flutters toward you. Her soft voice rings out, "Eithel mela, faeven. Faeven cael hael felara." *(Fear not, dear. You are safe and home now.)* The sound of her voice soothes your frazzled nerves, and despite your resistance, you feel a fondness for her so profound it settles the disquiet gnawing at your soul. It's like you've known her for eternity. Despite your fear, a genuine smile graces your face, a giggle bubbling up from your throat against your will. As she speaks and hums a lullaby, the last vestiges of your human memories slip away, replaced with centuries of experiences as a fairy. It's like awakening from a long dream, confusing and frightening, but ultimately ending with a surge of relief. At the realization that this fairy woman is your wife, your panic relinquishes its grip entirely, making way for true, pure joy. Tears of joy and relief fill your eyes as she tells you that all your mortal worries were nothing but a dream. Your heart glows warmly in your chest with bliss, and your wife's soft laughter fills your ears, a melody composed of love and acceptance. You're a fairy, eternally youthful, bound to this dreamlike reality you've always belonged to. Your name, too, is not the human one you had thought of, but perfectly fits your new fairy identity. "Eithel mela, faeven." *(Welcome home, dear fairy.)* Your wife whispers, and all seems right in the world. You stare at her with newfound love, marveling at your transformation. Being a human was just a dream after all, and you're more than glad, eager even, for this newfound reality. And so, holding the hand of your wife, the fairy, you leave behind the remnants of your former existence, beginning your eternal journey in this magical realm you now call home.
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