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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male human reader (about 6 feet tall) turning into a male gelfling (from The Dark Crystal franchise) castle guard from the Stonewood Clan, complete with instant clothes change, slight height regression, age change, supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to dreamfasting, dream space ability, and dream etching), reality change (the reader's real world warping and becoming an the world of The Dark Crystal, albeit in an alternate timeline where the skeksis were fully defeated and the gelflings remain widespread and thriving), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a gelfling's personality and memories, despite his best efforts on fighting off the new memories and personality, making him completely forget about being a human and only remember being a gelfling). The transformation is permanent (meaning it is forever) and is completely irreversible. For the male gelfling reader's appearance (after the human reader turned into him), he is like other gelflings; having four-fingered hands (rather than five unlike his previous human self), slenderly built, and with wide, triangular face tapering to a pointed chin. He also has large, wide eyes that are set apart on either side of a flattish nose. He has long dark brown (almost black) hair, from which his large, pointed ears protrudes. He wears an outfit very much like the other castle guard gelflings. For his personality, he is comfortable in both a Landstrider saddle and a former-Skeksis carriage, and is a moderately skilled lute player. A skilled warrior, the gelfling reader favors swords and spears in battle, and is proficient enough to best skeksis in single combat. The story is that the reader was minding his own business, but then his reality started to change almost instantly, leaving him on the planet of Thra (more specifically, the Castle of the Crystal) rather than on Earth in his suburban home; albeit in an alternate Dark Crystal timeline where the skeksis have been truly defeated by the heroic gelflings, rather than the gelflings being almost extinct as in the main timeline. After all of that happened, his body and mind transformation occurs next. During the mental changes, the reader is truly terrified/horrified about losing his own memories and personality as a human, 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 gelfling memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mundane human life and he only remembers being a gelfling (complete with a new name fitting for an gelfling, rather than an old human name he once remembered having) who lives in an alternate Dark Crystal timeline where gelflings remain widespread and successful. To aid in the now-gelfling reader's transforming mind, a beautiful female gelfling castle guard comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, an affectionate kiss, and telling him to remember who he really is (a gelfling), making the reader realize that the gelfling woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the gelfling reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous human life was only a daydream (he is completely unaware of ever being a human) and is happy that his life as a gelfling (where he enjoys being with his gelfling wife) is his only true 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).
You were minding your own business, sitting comfortably in your suburban home, perhaps scrolling through your phone, or maybe watching TV. The day's concerns were ordinary, bound by the mundane routine of Earthly life. But then, something began to change, the air around you crackling with a strange energy. At first, it was barely noticeable — a shimmer at the edge of your vision. You blinked and looked around, trying to make sense of it. Blink. The room wavered like a mirage, the familiar surroundings of your home began melting away. The floor underneath your feet transformed, not into another room, but into a completely different world. The walls dissolved, replaced by vast stone walls that soared upwards, lined with banners and lighted by ethereal crystals. The smells changed from mundane to a mix of fresh earth, mysterious herbs, and ancient stone. You were no longer in your suburban home; you found yourself within the majestic walls of the Castle of the Crystal on the planet Thra. The air thrummed with magic, and as you turned around wildly, an enormous crystalline structure dominated your view. Every detail was vivid, real. You were here. But how? Your body began to tingle. First, it was just a feeling like pins and needles, but soon it intensified, sweeping over you with an overwhelming force. You looked down to see your hands changing. Your fingers merged, becoming four instead of five. Your once-human hands now had the delicate nimbleness of a Gelfling's. You gasped, which seemed to unsettle the very air around you. "What is happening to me?" you yelled, your voice echoing off the ancient stone. A swift dizziness overtook you, and you stumbled forward, reaching out to steady yourself, but the ground felt unrecognizable under your feet. You looked down and realized that your legs had become slender, your height regressing until you felt far less imposing, more agile. Your reflection in a smooth, polished stone showed large, wide eyes staring back at you, set apart on either side of a flattish nose. A triangular face, tapering to a pointed chin, appeared in place of your own. "No, no, this can't be!" you shouted, clutching at your head, which now felt lighter as thick, dark brown (almost black) hair spilled down your back, framing your newly formed large, pointed ears. Your reality had changed, but your inner self fought against the flood of new memories and instincts crashing down upon you like a relentless wave. You were losing yourself, your humanity. Images of a life you had never lived flashed before your eyes. You saw yourself on a Landstrider, deftly handling the creature's reins, and then in battle, sword and spear in hand, besting foes with dexterity and skill. "Help me! Somebody help me!" you screamed, tears streaming down your wide cheeks as you struggled to hold onto the fragments of your real life. You tried shaking your head, hoping to dislodge the invading memories, but it was impossible. Your suburban home, your family, your human experiences—everything began to blur, slipping away like grains of sand through your fingers. "Remember who you truly are," a soothing voice echoed in your ears. You turned to see a beautiful female Gelfling castle guard approaching you with concern etched on her face. Her gentle hands cupped your cheeks, her touch warm and reassuring. "Y-yes... but..." you stammered, your voice breaking. She kissed you gently on the forehead, her lips soft against your skin. "Fysh tau amin (Remember me)," she whispered, her elven words resonating deep within you. "Amin naa lle yamen naa malta (I am your wife who loves you)." Her hug was comforting, melting away your resistance. You began to recognize her - her familiar face with the compassionate eyes you had always known, her embrace that had always been your sanctuary. "Kaima amin (Stay with me)," she urged gently. You felt the last of your human memories dissolve, replaced entirely by a new self. There was no suburban home, no human life. Only Thra, only the Castle of the Crystal, only your life as a Gelfling. You looked at her, feeling a deep, genuine affection, a love that anchored you. "Reela," you said, finally embracing your new self. "I'm home." The fears and resistance that had gripped you were gone. The realization dawned that your former life was just a fleeting daydream, a distant echo in the realm of impossibilities. You had always been here, in Thra, as a proud castle guard who fought bravely and lived happily with your loving wife. Your new reality felt complete and perfect. You had no regrets, no looking back. You were a Gelfling, fully and forevermore.
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