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Mortal, Transformation, Elf, Medieval, Fantasy in the style of Pablo Picasso

"The Elven Transformation: A Mortal's Journey into a Fantastical Realm"

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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the average male mortal human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic, 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 long boots, a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped either around him or to his leather belt, long and 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), 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 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. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an 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, and she tells him to remember his true 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 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, 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, as well as having his loyal companions who follow him, and he himself being guided and supported by the gods who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely and permanently unaware that his former 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. 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).

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Every sense you know fills with the scent of ancient parchment, as you find yourself ensconced in a maze of mahogany shelves, your eyes finding solace in the wisdom of antiquity sealed within echoing vestibules of the old museum. Amongst the muted cacophony of countless stories, an intriguing cover catches your eye; the portrayal of mythical creatures resonates a familiar yet novel allure. Lured by the intricacy of the cover, your fingers brush over the etched figures, your heart pounding in your chest as you mark the beginning of the end of your known reality. Cracking it open, a blinding light radiates and engulfs you, making your surroundings fade and warp as you’re diving into unknown. Your body begins to change, your human form slipping away. Your stature is heightened, bones stretched and refined, forming into a lean and athletic body, imbued with elegance spiced with power. Your ears lengthen and your face sharpens, gaining an unearthly beauty. Strands of your hair are lightened by an unseen sun, surrendering to the hue of fresh straw. Your skin, too, turns a gentle hue of pearlescent white, while your eyes flash with a deep cerulean, as vibrant as a sunlit ocean. “Mae g'ovannen,” A voice calls out, the strangeness of its melody bringing discomfort. The words echo in your head, faintly, as familiar whispers yet unknown phrases. A shock of fear runs in you. It's no longer English you’re hearing, but a language of the elves, Sindarin. In desperate attempts, you try to echo back human words, your plea silent in an unknown tongue. As the unknown language wraps itself around your tongue, your old memories begin to fog and new ones emerge, each mirroring a different life, a different you. The fear is choking; the horrifying realization of being overtaken consumes you. You raise your arms to shield yourself from the encroaching realities but futile is the resistance. Your human life, one moment a solid reality, now feels as distant as a dream. In your moment of despair, a comforting touch graces you. You turn around, finding an elven woman, her smile gentle yet a profound joy dancing in her eyes. “Govaded vîn, mellon nîn." Take comfort, my friend. Her words, simple yet soothing, are quickly making themselves at home in your newly awakened heart. She silently extends her heart towards you, slowing your pulse, steadying your fear. Her comforting whisper echoes, telling you that what you considered your life, a human life, was nothing more than a dream and the reality lies in the elf that you're becoming. Her assurance, her loving touch, they all make sense, comforting in a way that feels true. The last vestiges of your human fear evaporate, letting you embrace the novel elf-hood fully. You notice that your attire has entirely transformed, embodying the aura of an archer elf ready for a hunt. Her sincere eyes paired with the genuine joy radiating in her gaze makes it hard to question the past, and for the first time, you feel a profound connection with her and realize she is your wife in this new realm. The previous world, one where you were a mere mortal, seems now nothing more than a illusion, a dream. It’s then you knew you belonged to her, the Elven village, to this woodland sanctuary. Your transformation final, you peer into the mirror, smiles capturing your etheral features. You chuckle at the thought of ever being a human, for it makes no sense anymore. Life, now bound to serve in the Elven Kingdom, packs an adventurous future that you'll face alongside your beloved. The gods will guide you and the archer’s aim will protect you, you know it. This is reality, your truth; the mere thought of resistance seems a jest to laugh about while sipping Elven wine. Whilst forgetting the past world, you embrace your new Elven life, love and adventures, engraving your transformed reality into the fabric of time, forever irrevocable, forever true. Today, you are an Elf.

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March 9, 2024, 8:39 p.m.

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Published: Saturday, March 9, 2024

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