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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the 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 mortal 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), telling the reader that they're blessing (not a curse, it's a blessing) him by removing/erasing his mortal memories and personality, while also telling him 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 (including the gods' quotes in the reader's head) 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).
Embraced by a gentle sense of wonder, you find yourself drawn towards a distinctively old-looking book in the heart of a historical museum. Its faded, leather-bound cover grasps your attention as it stands among other relics from a time older than mankind itself. Tentatively, you reach for the book; it's light in your hands, filled with tales and illustrations of mystical creatures. Caught by the old-world allure of the book, you slowly open it. A blinding light engulfs you instantly, and you feel a rush of wind. Surrounded by glowing particles of light, you feel a strange sensation tingling from your feet up to your head, morphing and shaping your being. You feel lighter, not in weight, but spiritually, as if a dense mist has been lifted from your soul. Your body tenses as you examine your longer, slender hands. Long fingers end in pointed nails and a pair of leather gloves now covered them, bearing the crafted efficiency of a master archer. The taught bow, quiver, and arrows now feel like an extension of your own body, something inherently and profoundly familiar, as though you have practiced with these complex pieces of archery your whole life. Elven language now effortlessly flows from your lips, as English voice and words you once knew, crumble and evaporate like mist in the morning sun. "Se'an Purya dela erium", you speak, your voice a melodic rhythm more beautiful than anything you've ever heard before. The panicked vestiges of your old language echo through your head as English words begin to dissipate, replaced by an elven vocabulary and syntax. "Wait, I'm not ready to," into elvish, leaves your lips as "E don'ta falas," before you attempt to say it in English again. It's terrifying, your mind feels like it's being reshaped, contorted. However, despite your screams and tears, the overwhelming power of the change fills your brain with thoughts, memories, and languages entirely new. Your resistance, you realize, is in vain. "Galu, Heru'nen," says an ethereal voice, causing you to turn. Your eyes fall upon a beautiful elf woman with long, flowing blonde hair that shines like spun gold in the dappled sunlight. She moves towards you with an intoxicating blend of power and grace, cradled in her features is desolation and longing- a yearning for wholeness. You feel her heartbeat resonate within you, feeling an echo of your own heart's rhythm. "Arwen?" You find her name effortlessly slipping off your tongue, and with that, a rush of memories flood in. Memories of a shared life, it makes you dizzy, yet brings a profound sense of warmth with it. She walks to you, her slender arms reaching out. Her hands are gentle on your face, her touch brings comfort and peace. "Li-e, Veren e' Bruinen," she whispers softly in elvish: "It was a dream, my brave river." Every lingering trace of your human existence evaporates, seamlessly replaced with an overwhelming realization of being an elf, a warrior and a lover. Your past perceived life as a human fades into the recessive corners of your mind, seemingly no more substantial than a wisp of smoke, vanishing with the elven lullaby sung by Arwen. You've always been here, in these woods, with your Elven wife, Arwen. You belonged here, not in the steel and concrete forests of mankind. Laughter bubbles up before you realize how ridiculous the thought of ever being human sounds. Embracing the true essence of what it means to be an elf, your journey into the mystical and magical reality of your new life starts now. Forever, you are an elf: forever youthful, forever mortal, and lost indefinitely in a blissful reality of fantasy and magic. The spirits of the forest rise, ancient, primeval gods welcoming you home. Their energy envelops you, whispers of wisdom and blessings echo through the woods, "Welcome home, our chosen elf." Arwen’s arms wrap around you, her voice rich as she whispers, “Suilad melon, I missed you.” Hello love, I missed you. Everything feels perfect, right, even familiar. You know this is your true life, this is your destiny. You are home, you are an Elf.
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