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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a long flowing cape, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath the long boots, leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped around him, 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, 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, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, 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/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 (she's the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into an elf himself) 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 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 before or during the transformation, and is also completely unaware that his transformation had ever happened), 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. 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).
This is quite a hefty request, but I'll do my best to accommodate your instructions! Stepping into the grand, austere museum, a tingling sensation of impending discovery courses through your veins. The air is heavy with the stench of history and you gravitate towards a specific exhibit: a small table housing an array of artifacts and antiquities. In the center lies an ancient-looking tome emblazoned with a metallic inscription in a language you don't recognize. Intrigued, you gingerly open the book, and a blinding light consumes you. A cacophony of thoughts whirl through your mind as a sensation of loss falls over you, and you feel a strange disconnect with the world around you. Your human memories are ebbing, fading, making room for strange and foreign whispers that echo with an odd familiarity. A feeling of deep terror roots in your heart as the familiarity of English start to lose its grasp. *"Sheernnal*" a voice echoes, one that you inexplicably recognize, pulling you out from your mind's whirlpool. You look towards the source and there she stands, an ethereal maiden with long blonde hair. Panic overwhelms you as English words die on your tongue, the new language slipping from your lips with terrifying ease, a faraway language of your new people seeping into your mind, and with quiet resignation, you accept it. You feel a bizarre sense of loss, yet a lurking familiarity tugs at you, irreversible and eternal. Your body goes through a transformation of epic proportion. You feel your ears elongate and grow pointy while your face morphs into an inhumanly handsome visage. Your body shrinks, becoming leaner and more athletic, yet there's an unmistakable strength coursing in your veins. You look down at your garb, the clothes of a humble visitor replaced with a fantasy elf-like tunic, neatly styled medieval trousers covered with long boots, leather gloves and a long, flowing cape. A quiver, bow, and arrows are strapped around you, reminding you of your new reality - your love for archery, a brave warrior of the elves. While you desperately clasp onto fragments from your former life, the new memories seep into you with a soothing cadence. Wars with goblins, centuries of training, living an immortal life, getting married to the elf maiden whom you now recognize as your wife - these floodgates of knowledge open, painting your human life as a mere distant dream. Her touch softens your desperation, her voice bringing a soothing balm to your chaotic mind. "Ithil en' luin*," she murmurs gently, causing the dire panic to gradually settle. It translates to 'Moon of my life,' a pet name she has used since your elven wedding. Her comforting words wash over you, and with a quiet sigh of acceptance, you relent. You close your eyes and when you re-open them, you are in a fresh state of existence. The worry for your family and friends fades, their significance in your-trans human life melting away. All you remember now is being an elf. Your home isn’t an apartment anymore. Instead, it’s a beautiful village nestled in a picturesque wooded meadow, a populous town bustling with beings that share your immortal evanescent sparkle. Your new wife, the reality of your actual existence, the permanence of your transformation, it all rushes in but you find that the horror has been replaced with acceptance, even excitement. Replacing the chaos in your mind, there's unprecedented peace, joy in discovering the newfound you - the real you. Your transformation is complete, the specter of your past human life is a mere shadow fading out of existence. You understand now that you are, and always have been, an elf living an immortal life in an ancient elven village. Your old English name is gone and replaced by the elven one that suits you more: Arannir, King of the Woodland. You remember nothing of your previous life, only accepting the reality of your present - a brave, valiant elf with his loving wife and loyal companions. It feels right, even if it’s new and fresh. It feels like you. This is your true life... this has always been.
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