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Question: Write a 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 (his entire clothes are like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in), 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 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). 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, 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 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).
You stand amidst the dusty rows of the long forgotten museum, the air tinging with the smell of old parchment and rusting artifacts. You find yourself before an ancient tome, its cover worn and faded. Drawn to its mysterious charm, you cautiously open it, and suddenly, the room fills with blinding light. As the light fades, you feel different. Your clothes morph into a medieval elven tunic cinched with a leather belt, a long flowing cape resting at your new footwear. A familiar yet foreign sensation engulfs you. Your boots feel comfortable, sturdy, perfect for wandering through forests. A pair of archer’s gloves encase your hands, while a quiver filled with arrows is strapped to your belt. As you look down, you notice a pair of long boots, neatly containing your medieval-styled pants, marking your transformation into a complete elven warrior. Suddenly, your senses are ablaze with newfound sharpness. You hear the rustle of leaves miles away and sniff the scent of rain, even though it had yet to fall. Your body feels lighter, yet stronger and more agile. You reach up to brush your blonde hair from your face and feel the distinct point of an elven ear. As you stare at your reflection in the river, you see a handsome and ethereal-looking face adorned by a pair of alluring blue eyes. In the midst of your bewilderment, your words start to stumble and twist, morphing from English to a language unknown to you, yet you understand it seamlessly - elven. You try to speak your native tongue yet elven words pour out. “Foalan erthin,” you whisper, your voice rich with the melody of the elven tongue. What happened to my human voice? You scream out for your family, your friends, but your cries turn hollow, reverberating back to you in the foreign language. A chilling wave of realization washes over you. Memories begin to blur, a maelstorm of chaos inside your mind – your human life now a fading haze. Suddenly, amidst your turmoil, a soft voice rings out, “Galin ilinadaena.” The voice is soothing, familiar, a woman’s. You turn towards the sound seeing a female elf, her beauty rivaling the gods, approaching you. She smiles reassuringly, cupping your face in her hands and whispers, “Nea, ilom, si nia. Mada ilinad ot yel,” – “Hush, love, it’s real. Your human life was but a dream”. She surely can't be... My wife? Her words start to weave a tale, a triumphant story of a valiant elf. You, an enchanted elven warrior skilled in archery, who has battled goblins, married to this elven woman and loved by the gods. Her stories fill your mind, replacing your human memories. The final remnants of your human life melt away as you accept your new identity, becoming the elf she describes enthusiastically. The terror subsides, replaced with ardent joy and a sense of familiarity. As you look into her eyes, you know that she is your wife, your partner since time immemorial. The surrounding woods and her comforting presence serve as a reminder of your newfound identity and you are content. This is your home, this is your reality. You can't help but laugh at the absurdity of ever being human. Your journey has just begun, as the heroic elf warrior, in a realm only heard of in fables, with no recollection of your human past. You let out a happy sigh in the elven language, “I am home.”.
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