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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into Ferid Bathory from the Seraph of the End/Owari no Seraph anime series, complete with gender change (if the reader is a female), clothes change, height change, age progression, reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Seraph of the End), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with Ferid's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts). For Ferid's appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a tall and slender male (182 centimeters tall) with a rather handsome appearance. He has long, waist-length silver hair with bangs and a lock of hair over each ear. Like all pure vampires, he has red eyes and pointed elf-like ears. He also wears red diamond shaped earrings. Ferid's attire as a noble is composed of several components. He wears a white long-sleeved shirt with a decorative cut. It has a black line with dark gray rhombi intermittently dispersed along it. There is originally a stripe on his left side as well, but this disappears after Krul defeats him. The cuffs off the shirt are black and with a pair of gold colored lines around the wrist cuffs with three buttons. White lace ruffles comes out of the cuffs over his hands. He wears white gloves. Ferid wears a white cape with a decorative cut over his shoulders and arms. It reaches to his waist in the front and down to his upper thighs in the back. The cape has black shoulder details as well as the black vampire insignia on the left shoulder. It also has two black buttons on the right. A gold ring connects to the vampire insignia and is attached to a chain running under his ruffles. There are some gold decorations hanging from this chain. There is a wide dark gray strap beneath this cape moving from his right shoulder to his left hip. This has three strips running down it with a small mark over each stripe at set intervals. The collar is decorated with a scarlet bow at the base of his throat. The tails of the ribbon reach his waist. Two layers of white ruffles are present beneath the bow and reach his mid-chest. Ferid also has a white waistcoat he wears over his posterior. It is split down the center and reaches his mid-calf. It is held in place by a wide black belt with a large buckle. The buckle rests over his left hip. He dons a pair of white pants and black boots, which reach his upper thigh. The boots have three golden buttons at his thigh and three at his calf. The boots are darker at the toes, and heel. A pair of small black ribbons meet over either heel and are kept in place by a small white button detail in the center. For Ferid's personality, he has a courteous manner of speaking and he is carefree when interacting with others. When the opportunity present himself, he will place himself in a physical higher position than those he is speaking to. His pleasant manner of speaking extents to those he murders for Ferid has a deviously sadistic streak. He kept a map around for Mika to find and after waiting for him and his family to reach the exit and escape, Ferid appeared and first enjoyed the loss of hope that he could identify in their faces then set about systematically killing a number of children. His entrapments cover his allies as well, he later reached the point where he said the queen of Japan could not kill him or the progenitor council would learn of her illicit activities. He would include other accomplices in a list of assassination targets he gave to the humans to avoid others suspecting his involvement. In a fight with those who have the means to damage him, Ferid remains largely unbothered. Provoking a vampire much stronger than him and losing an arm did not fully deter him right away although he says losing an arm hurts (he effortlessly reattaches his arm afterwards and is functional again once reattached). On a battlefield he directs units to specific targets but largely observes, only intervening if it requires his capabilities. He blocked an attack aiming for Mika, and antagonized Yu to draw him away from his squad for Mika to get. A scenario such as the presence of the Japanese Imperial Demon Army instilled anger in him and he retreated from that.
Even before I open my eyes, I sense the change. A coolness settling in, like a soft winter swoop, and an odd lightness. A sense of liberty I hadn't possessed before. Yet, as I open my eyes, my room is no longer my room – it's more elaborate, more exquisitely furnished. An unsettling chill seizes me. I rush to a mirror, my steps lighter yet unfamiliar. Staring back at me is an individual I recognize, yet I don't. A long, beautiful frame, more luxurious than what I stood with this morning. Silver hair cascades down to my waist; bangs in a flamboyant manner, winks mischievously from above the icy red eyes. My ears, now pointed with red diamond earrings dangling, the glow of them eerily complementary to my newfound characteristics. Fear or fascination, I can't distinguish. There's a change in the attire too. A white long-sleeved shirt, meticulously tailored, a pair of black lines around its gold-buttoned cuffs just beneath the touch of white lace ruffles. A white cape with shoulder details accesses my shoulder perfectly, and there's a chain running beneath the ruffles connecting to a gold ring. I notice the dark strap running across, demonstrating a variety of patterns – are these...vampire insignia? The rest of it follows. The scarlet bow around the ornate collar, the white waistcoat, wide black belt resting at a peculiar angle, and boots reaching the upper thigh, all embellished with deliberate details. Dread, more than anything, is what I feel now. My reality has indeed changed. From a mundane life to the extravagant and dangerous world of Seraph of the End. My usual life has been swapped with Ferid Bathory, a cruel, sadistic, yet disturbingly charming vampire, considered noble among his kind. I find my manner of speaking changes, a sense of courteous vocalizing I did not possess before. I think nothing of my previous human existence. My mind shifts, thoughts, memories - all aligning with Ferid's. My personal history is a forgotten dream. Ferid's memories are my own now; I immediately remember maintaining maps to manipulate others, planning entrapment of my allies when necessary, and the thrill of provoking stronger opponents. My new personality is devious, manipulative, mostly unbothered by survivors' guilt. I remember ripping off my arm just to make a point, and the exhilarating pain it brought, before effortlessly reattaching it. I realize I'd willingly engage in battle, taking part only to flaunt my prowess or to change the game. This change from my real world to this perilous universe, this exciting yet terrifying transformation, it is irreversible. Despite the instinctual terror quivering within, I also feel a sense of wicked delight. It is as if now, as Ferid, I am ready to scheme, to plot, to step into this twisted world of power and manipulation fully armed. With a final glance at my reflection, I step away. My room is not a safe haven anymore. I am Ferid Bathory. I am in his world. I am immortal and unmerciful. I am ready.
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