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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic (that reaches past the hips), a leather belt strapped around his waist to keep his tunic in place, a long flowing cape that reaches his new footwear, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath a pair of archer's long leather boots (also built for distant travels), a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped either around him or to his leather belt (his entire outfit is like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in, and like all elves, his outfit is in both an earthly and forest color), long and pointy elven ears, thin and lean yet athletic and graceful body (with elegant posture and movement), 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 sharpened senses, being immortal, and forever youthful), voice change (to fit with his new elven bloodline), 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 on Earth 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, having no memory of science, modern life, theory of evolution, etc, and only remember being an elf, realizing that he has always lived in a fantastical world created by gods, knowing every elven powers and weaponry (including archery), having lived in an immortal elven life in his home village with his elf wife, and among others). 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 (where the reader's mind becomes cloudy/fuzzy/dizzy), the reader is truly terrified/horrified about completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to an elven language during mid-sentence (since elves do not speak English and speaks purely in an elven language), much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English multiple times, but to no avail and all he said are elven words), 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 and invading elven memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain (the elven personality and memories are too powerful), 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 had now completely forgotten), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman, and himself being a heroic elf. The gods, who transported the reader into a medieval fantasy realm, are transforming the reader in both body and mind, thanks to the gods' blessing, and the gods had blessed the reader by permanently removing all of the reader's humanity (including his former human personality and memories) and blessed him by turning him into an immortal elf (due to the reader's newly elven body and mind, and they also intentionally and magically blessed the reader by completely removing/erasing all of the reader's human memories and personality (the gods' voices are heard by the reader in his head and telling him to completely forget his human self and life (claiming that the reader's human self and life was all just a dream) while also to remember his elven self and life, proving their intent in creating a hero for their fantasy world), thus making him completely and permanently forget about ever being a mortal human). To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, a beautiful, youthful, ethereal-looking adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who, along with the gods who created this fantasy world, is the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into an elf himself, since the female elf really wanted a husband of her own) comes up to the reader (she's happy to see the human reader turning into her brave husband and warrior elf) and comforts him with a gentle hug, gently wiping away the reader's tears, 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 not real and is just a dream (she also confirms the reader that he was returning/traveling back home to the elven village from one of his many quests/battles and that's why he's daydreaming about his false/imagined human life), and she tells him to remember his true elven body and life (saying those, 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 reader (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 before or during the transformation), and he is happy that his life as a brave, courageous, smart, adventurous, and faithful elf warrior (he enjoys being with his elf wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa) and has married centuries ago (he is truly happy about being with his elven wife and is affectionate towards her, he even promises to always be there for her), as well as having his loyal companions/comrades who follow him (he is also loyal to his companions and they always help him in quests and battles, having succeeded in all battles and quests against villains), and he himself being guided and supported by the gods (who have intentionally chosen and transformed the human reader into a heroic elf warrior so this fantasy world would have a hero) who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely and permanently unaware that his former mortal human life and his transformation into an elf had ever happened (he is amused, possibly laughing, at the idea of ever being a human), and his journey as an elven warrior, unbeknownst to him, had just begun, even though he believes that he had always been a heroic elf and had already started journeys countless of times before. 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).
An ordinary day at the museum suddenly turns into an extraordinary tale of transformation. As you step into the special exhibit focusing on medieval history, an old tome on mythical beasts grabs your attention. Your curiosity getting the better of you, you reach out to smooth your fingers over the rich, leather-bound cover. A tingle of electricity jolts through you at the touch. Without thinking further, you turn open the pages. A blinding light bursts from within, engulfing you within its luminosity. Your vision whirls, your head throbs as you struggle to stay standing. Something is changing, something beyond comprehension. The structure of your body feels different - leaner, more athletic. Staggering towards a nearby mirror, you see an ethereal-looking face reflected, with intense blue eyes and a sharp, handsome appearance. Your skin is now an unearthly pale, your hair has turned into a beautiful tumble of golden locks, and elongated, pointed ears peek out from its flow. A sudden dizziness overwhelms you as you recoil from the reflection, trying to digest the change - the transformation from a simple human to a mesmerizing elf. An oddly comforting pull tugs at your heart, like a distant song, guiding you towards an alien, yet oddly familiar destination. As you stumble, you realise that it is not only your appearance that is changing; your senses seem to be sharpening, your heart agelessly ticking on, hinting towards an upsetting truth - immortality. A quick glance at your clothes confirms your fear. You are attired in a medieval elven tunic expanding past your hips held in place by a leather belt. A cape reaches your high leather boots which are ensconced by ancient-styled pants. A quiver of arrows hangs from your belt, symbolizing duties and wars far from your comprehension. Suddenly your mind turns chaotic - images, scenes, sensations flooding your thoughts. But they are not your memories, they seem….foreign. The echo of an alien language rings in your ears, overwhelming your understanding of English. You grasp onto the remnants of your human life, shaking your head in a futile attempt to abolish the feverish invasion of unfamiliarity, and cry out for help. But all that comes out are words from the elven language, rendering your cries inaudible. Suddenly, a soft touch steadies your trembling form. The figure of an enchanting elven maiden meets your eyes; her touch is gentle yet firm, her voice in the same mesmerizing language, now clearly understandable to you and oddly…comforting. “Ilúvatar melava,” she whispers in your ear, the words translating to ‘Ilúvatar loves you’. Your fear ebbs away as she pulls you into a gentle embrace, whispering tales of heroic escapades and historic battles, your battles, against goblins, dragons, affirming your status in this bizarre world. Your confusion fades as she sings a soothing lullaby to you, “Ú-chenion i found Eldarín,” she sings, ‘Don't remember the dreams of humans’. Her voice serenades you, the enchanting words weaving a fascinating life, a life of a heroic elf, your life. A life of magical quests and mythical companionship, of a loving wife and heroic exploits. You realize in partial disbelief and surreal acceptation, that you have been welcomed, turned into a warrior of the elven clan, a true race of gods, a mythical savior. She reassures you softly, stating your human life was a dream, a figment of imagination, and your true form, your true world is this fantasy land of mythical beings. By the time she finishes, tears pool in your eyes, from fear, or joy, and you no longer are sure. It dawns upon you. You are an elf. You have always been an elf. Your name now resonates with the mystic heritage, forgotten is your human past. You do not remember the science, evolution, or your mundane humanity. You are not aware of the transformation that occurred. All you know is the elven world. All you remember is your love for your wife and loyalty to your companions. You gaze around, the wooded meadow now seeming more of a home, the elven village with its familiar cottages inviting you with open arms. This is your world, your reality. You are an elf. A warrior. A savior. Your journey as an Elven hero, your real identity, has just begun. All a part of the grand plan of the gods. Gone are the days of your human existence, replaced with this fantastical setting. You have been transformed, and unbeknownst to you, your new story, your real story, has just begun.
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