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Question: Write a POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a cape, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath the long boots, leather gloves, pointy elven ears, 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, which are blonde like his head head now), pale skin, beautiful blue irises in his eyes, and long blonde hair (not a Christmas elf, fantasy elf) complete with age change, supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal and forever youthful), language shift (changing from English to an 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 elves, goblins (the elves' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more, the reader is now in a fantasy-esque wooded meadow and/or forest with a nearby elven village, where the elven reader lives), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with an elf'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 an elf). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. 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 completely forgetting his previous language, with English instantly changing to an elven 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/invading 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 elf (complete with a new name fitting for an elf, rather than an old human name he once remembered having), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman, and himself being an elf. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into an elf himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, softly holding the transforming reader's hands, an affectionate true love's kiss, quietly singing an elven lullaby to the reader, and telling him that his human life was just a dream (not real) and telling him to remember his elven body and life (all in elven language rather than in English), making the reader realize that the elf woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the elf reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), she is telling this new truth to the transforming (which the reader truly/completely believes), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous human life was actually only a dream (he is completely unaware of ever being a mortal/human nor the transformation that had happened) and is happy that his life as an elf (he enjoys being with his elf wife, whom he married centuries ago) 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. Not only that, but there should be quotes in elven language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those elven words mean), even the reader's language shift during his panic, as well as the lyrics to the lullaby that the elf 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).
Your heartbeat echoes in your ears as you stand, entranced by an ancient tome in the museum. The parchment-bound book is all about medieval fantasy creatures, illustrated with such details that the drawings seem to leap off the page. Feeling an odd pull, you carefully turn the thick, crinkly pages until you reach a section devoted to a particular creature: Elves. "Mysterium Esoterra," the heading reads. Your English language stumbles over the elven words initially; their fluidity, their melody, it's alien to your tongue. The instant your fingers skim the faded ink of the open page, a brilliant, blinding light engulfs you. You blink, disoriented as the world starts to shift, ripple, transform. A bizarre feeling of morphing overcomes you. Your body resets in strange ways. Your body becomes leaner, athletic yet thin. Your ears tingle, stretching upwards into elegant arcs. Clothing adjusts around you—a tunic replaces your shirt, a cape drapes over your shoulders. Medieval-styled pants cover your legs, neatly tucked into long billowing boots. Leather gloves encase your fingers, a snug, comfortable weight. A tickle at your temples is the next transformation; long, blonde hair cascades down your back. You touch your face, expecting a beard, but instead you find smooth, pale skin. You flex your hands, inspecting the frail-looking but incredibly strong hands. They're the hands of creatures of the woodland, beings of folklore, legends you thought didn't exist, but quite clearly, do. They are yours. It is then that you look up and notice you're no longer in your world. You now stand in a lush, sylvan landscape teeming with life; birds trilling harmonious tunes, the rustling of leaves in the breeze is the only indication of other beings... of other life. It's the mythical world. Then, the most frightening transformation occurs - the invasion of new thoughts and memories. Human concepts, human language, it all starts to blur. Somewhere deep inside, you want to fight it, hold on to something that feels real, something familiar. But, the alien, beautiful melody of an unfamiliar language surges forth, replacing your English. "Tëlle'na! Palmar...Vi borëta!" you scream out, the unknown language rolling off your tongue. You can feel a tangible loss, something disappearing, slipping away into an abyss as the new memories embed into your brain. You fight against it, but it feels like struggling against a sweeping current. A soft, soothing voice breaks through your panicked thoughts. "Tranquila, melamin," the voice reassures in the song-like elven language. A beautiful female elf, her emerald eyes sparkling with understanding, stands before you. She reaches out, pulling you into a comforting embrace, her hand gripping yours. As she whispers to you in elven, her voice sends a wave of calmness washing over you. "Anan, ni naa caption," she says affectionately before touching her lips to yours in a familiar, loving kiss. It all feels so real because it is. This is your life. The elven life you have led for centuries. It's the only life you remember. Fear ebbs away, replaced by contentment, peace. With a final whisper of 'ghivasha,' you accept these transformations. After all, this fantasy is now your reality, your permanent future. Your past...your human life seems like a dream. A dream that you're happy to discard for the eternal life that awaits. You are an Elf, immortal, eternally youthful. You have always been one, and always will be.
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