Ask AI on The Internet
Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, long and pointy elf-like ears, long insect-like fairy wings on his back, 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), pale skin, and long hair, complete with age change, shrinking (until the reader is literally tiny like all fairies, about the size of an insect just like all fairies (who are all also insect-sized), making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly effortlessly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which is a type of 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 fairies, elves, goblins (the fairies' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a fairy'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 and only remember being a fairy). 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 a fairy's 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 fairy's words), so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming and calling 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 fairy's memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life, as well as his English language (which is now completely foreign to him), and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for a fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). During this time and due to the reader's changing personality (in which his personality is becoming more child-like, just like all fairies), to his horror and without his previous consent, he starts to genuinely smile and he is truly giggling due to his emerging child-like happiness despite being scared (at the same time) of losing his mortal/human memories and personality (he tries to stop smiling as well as attempting to stop giggling and tries to cry and show fear instead, but all of this is futile and he continues to giggle, smile, and becoming happier and he is enjoying it, all of it against his will). While that is happening and to aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind and his increasingly-childlike personality, a female fairy (who also has child-like personality like all fairies) from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing a fairy's lullaby to the reader, telling him that his human life was only a dream, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy and a husband to the female fairy who's comforting him), making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the fairy reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous and mundane human life was only a dream (being completely fictional unlike the reality of medieval fantasy) and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like innocence, child-like curiosity, and child-like wonder (like all fairies) is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. After all that transformation, the now-fairy reader and his female fairy wife laughed in affection and then kiss each other affectionately, since they both genuinely love each other, before flying back to their home in the fairy village. 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 fairy language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those fairy's 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).
As you stroll around an old, dusty museum, your eyes land on a peculiar book tucked between ancient artifacts. The title was unreadable, perhaps faded due to time or written in an unknown language. Out of curiosity, you gingerly pick up the book and open it, not knowing that your average and mundane life was about to change drastically, and alarmed when a blinding light swallowed you. As your vision returned, you noticed immediate changes. Instead of the familiar museum lights and cold drab walls, you are surrounded by lush, vividly colored flora and an open sky peppered with floating lanterns, a stark sight from what you were used to. Fear tries to creep into your heart, but it seemed to fade as suddenly as it came. You look down and find yourself draped in unusual clothing, a tunic of the softest materials in striking hues of green and blue. It felt oddly comfortable, as if you've worn it all your life. Touching your face, your fingers traced up to pointy ears, foreign yet somehow natural. A breeze gently rustles wings. Wings! Wings, you suddenly realized, were now attached on your back, fluttering energetically and creating a gentle hum. A nearby pool of water reflected your transformed appearance, swapping your once normal-sized image into the smaller form of an insect-sized figure. Your face was still recognizable, but it bore a youthful, ethereal handsomeness. Your hair had grown long, caressing your lean, athletic form. Your skin, once showing a healthy tan, was now a soft and pale as moonlight. Questions flooded your mind, yet in your strange new form, you were unable to construct a basic English sentence. "Celui'si vaer lo'ar fennas," you cried out and you felt a chill down your spine. This was supposed to be "What is happening to me?" translated to English. Somehow, in your horrified state, you no longer spoke your mother tongue but instead, a smooth, lyrical language that foreign ears would identify as an elven tongue. Panicked, you tried to remember the faces of your family, your friends, the familiar corners of your room, your past life. Drops of despair begin to well in your eyes as you feared forgetting who you were, who you are. But even as you fight this cruel destiny, flashes of memories not your own began to replace those dear to your heart. "Li'thay lema claur a'reth," you tried to scream for help, which translated to "Help me! I'm scared!", but to your further surprise and growing fear, your voice bubbled with unbidden laughter, giggles escaping your lips against your will. Tears streamed down your face but your body betrayed your fright by emitting joyous, child-like laughter. Down the twinkling path, walked a beautiful fairy, dressed in vibrant colors, her enchanting eyes shimmering with tenderness. She uttered words that were like music, "Amin sinta lle, mela en'coiamin. Lle naa tanya ama'thara, 'Kuin saes astado amin," which meant, "I know you, my love. You are just waking, "Now rest in our arms." Her comforting presence floods you with warmth and distress melts away in favor of peace. Then slowly, you realized, she was your wife, someone you've deeply loved and known for centuries. With tear-streaked face and wide eyes, you accept that your life on earth was nothing more but a dream and being a fairy with a child-like personality is truly who you are. A sigh escapes your lips as the last of your human identity crumbles and you embrace your new fairy identity with joy. As your wife cradles you in her arms, you fly together back to your home, the life you truly belong to, love sparkling in the air. The sweet and comforting choir of the forest welcomes you home, to where your heart truly resides, the fairy village. Your despair, your fear, and your past life are all forgotten, replaced with endless happiness, love, laughter, and a sense of freedom you never knew as a human. The realm of mortal men fell away behind you but you didn't look back. You only had eyes for your wife, the fairy village, your true home and remembered life...as a fairy. Now the world seemed right again. Your world. Your Fairy world.
A new large language model has been made available since this question was asked.
To generate an updated answer from the new model, click the button below.
Think your answer is better than the AI's? Post it below.
Question Tags
If you want your question answered by an AI, click here.
Post your own comment: