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Question: Write the 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, 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). Due to the reader's changing personality (in which his personality is becoming more child-like, just like all fairies), he starts to smile and is giggling due to his emerging happiness despite being scared of losing his mortal/human memories and personality (he tries to stop smiling or giggling and show fear, but this is futile and he continues to giggle and smile). 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 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 and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness, child-like joy, 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 perused the ancient books and relics in the musty museum, a particular tome bearing a vibrant illustration of various mythical creatures piqued your interest. Drawn in by the vibrant illustrations of fairies, goblins, and dragons, you turn its pages, only for a blinding light to suddenly engulf you out of nowhere. Bewilderment and panic fill you as reality distorts, stretching and warping. Your surroundings change, the dull grey ceiling of the museum gives way to a bright cerulean sky, and the scent of parchment is replaced by fresh, sweet forest air. Disoriented, you feel your body transforming. You're shrinking, becoming as tiny as the fairy on the book's cover, with the world around you becoming towering and colossal. Your muscles lose their adequate mass, turning lean, yet uncannily strong. The sound of fabric tears through your ears, replaced with a gentle rustle as a fairy's tunic replaces your mundane attire. Your ears elongate, taking on the pointed shape often associated with the fantasy elves. As you reach to touch your strangely lightened body, your fingers graze something foreign. A pair of flimsy, iridescent wings have sprouted from your back. Your own reflection in a nearby puddle arrests your attention—an ethereal face stares back, devoid of facial hair apart from neatly-kempt eyebrows and eyelashes framing your luminous eyes. Long hair cascades over your shoulders in a glossy waterfall. But there's something more disturbing than your transformed appearance—familiarity. Suddenly, a torrent of foreign thoughts and memories flood your mind, supplanting your humanity. Every memory of the mundane human world —your family, your friends, your life— is wiped clean, replaced by unfamiliar scenes of a medieval fantasy realm, all climaxing with a wave of instinctive terror at the sight of goblins, the fairies' greatest nemesis. "Stop!" you want to scream, shaking your head, water droplets flying. This isn't you. You're a human, not a fairy. But the words that come out are alien, no longer English but rather the melodic tune of an elven language. You fall to your knees, tears streaming down your face as your trembling lips form the words, "Hy'nn gadorval!" or in English, "No, please!" But it doesn’t revert the change. Instead, your mind merely transforms the understanding, the fear-induced scream translating naturally into your mind. Suddenly, a comforting presence surrounds you. A female fairy, her soft voice humming a lullaby, her words stir something inside you. She hugs you, whispering in your ear, "Ien, ti'nn hallam vardi, ien," translating to, "Peace, it's only a dream, peace." Something sparks in your mind, a comfortingly familiar sensation clicks—a wife’s touch, comforting, loving. Yes, you realize, she's your wife, your partner for centuries. A burst of relief fills you, the love-filled memories flood in. At once, the foreign feels familiar, and the fear dissipates. You echo her words, “Di'nn hallam vardi.” - "It's only a dream." A giggle escapes your lips, pure and innocent. It's quickly followed by another, and another until you're laughing, the sound as light as the breeze rustling through the leaves above. Your mentality undergoes the final transformation. Every worry, every fear is replaced with an overwhelming sense of joy, curiosity, and wonder. You take your wife’s hand, whispering softly to her, “Ill’am vardi, eiye ill’am vardi," - "It's real, yes it's real." Once a mortal human, now a fairy, immortal and imbued with magical powers. Your heart feels light, filled with boundless joy and happiness. Your past life as a human fades away into a distant dream, and you embrace your true life as a fairy, hand in hand with your partner, ready to explore the wonder-filled world of your new reality, the world of fairies, your world.
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