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Question: Write a 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 (these boots are 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 almost-instant age change, instant supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to sharpened senses, being immortal, and being forever youthful), almost-instant voice change (to fit with his new elven bloodline), almost-instant language shift (changing from English to an elven language, yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering or speaking English), instant 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), and the removal of human memories/personality is a blessing and not a curse. 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 and genuine 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 his elven village home 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 (kissing included), 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, including but not limited to goblins), 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), he believes that he was daydreaming about the false human life while he's returning/traveling back to his home village (like what his elven wife stated earlier), 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 inside 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 do not 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).
A seemingly average day unfolded as you wandered through the museum. Your attention gravitated toward an exhibit showcasing ancient artifacts, one of which was a strangely alluring book about medieval fantasy creatures. An inexplicable urge drove you to open it. Upon doing so, a blinding light enveloped you. Suddenly, your world started to warp and shift. You find yourself standing in a stunning, endless emerald forest, the heart of an elven village bustling with life in the distance. As the reality of your new setting set in, your body began to morph, new sensations flooding you. Starting from your ears, they lengthened, becoming delicately pointed. A gentle pull in your muscles reworked your stance, making your movements graceful, your posture elegant. A sense of almost weightless strength encompassed you as your body became lean but athletic. Inspecting your reflection in a nearby stream reveals your newly-acquired handsome, ethereal-looking face. Any trace of facial hair was gone, leaving only your blonde eyelashes and brows. Your hair, once short, was replaced by a long, silky blonde cascade reaching past your shoulders. Your eyes shone with an exquisite blue, like sapphires in the sunlight, your skin had turned fair and pale, a remnant of your average human complexion. Unfamiliar thoughts and memories started to invade your consciousness, like whispers from another life, your mind becoming fuzzy and disoriented. Panic took hold as your native English slipped away, your pleas for assistance became alien words. You did not know them, but they felt familiar, their meaning clear to you. The English words you once knew were lost, replaced by a fluid, lyrical language of the elves. As you fought against the tide of unfamiliar memories, a soft but powerful voice resounded in your mind. "Forget your past existence," ordered the voice, you recognize it as being of the gods, those who had chosen you. You found yourself racked with bewilderment. Fear set in, but the more you resisted, the more the new memories solidified. You felt your mind embrace the elven heritage, the human you once were starting to fade away. Suddenly, another sensation interrupted your contemplation. It was the sensation of a delicate touch, a familiar scent. The sight of a beautiful elven woman met your now keener vision. "Welcome home," she whispered in the elegant Elven tongue, "Im'ladris sulon," an expression of deeply rooted affection. Amidst the turmoil, you could feel a genuine warmth rising within you. Somehow, you remember this woman, your wife, her soothing voice bringing comfort. With her comforting touch, it all came rushing back; the times you'd laughed and cried together, the moments of triumph and defeat, the ache of an empty side of your home you'd fought to protect. You felt a love you'd had all along — a love that never truly belonged to the person you were but the elf you had become. Together you journeyed back to the village, where a knot of elves and fae-folk had gathered, their voices raising in a hearty cheer of "Welcome home, Laina en' Ithilien!" You couldn't muster a response, but you laughed. This was all too fantastical. A life as a human seemed like a fading dream, one you had no desire to revisit. As days turned into years and years into centuries, you embraced your life as an elf, leading battles, protecting your village, your family, your home. You realized the gods did not shackle you, but blessed you, gracing you with an immortal, truly living existence. All the while, the human part of you, the life you'd once known, was forgotten, a memory vanished into the abyss. You smiled, not because you had been made to forget your life as a human, but because you now understood the beauty of becoming an elf, becoming the hero your world needed.
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