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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an 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 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 (the light that engulfs the reader are caused by the gods of the fantasy world, as well as the elven woman who is the wife of the elven reader). 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. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an 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, as well as the lyrics to the lullaby that the elf woman is quietly singing to the transforming reader, so we would know what lullaby the reader is hearing/listening to. 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 marvel at the historic splendor presented in front of you, the elaborate museum filled with troves of ancient artifacts and age-old books. One book in particular catches your eye - a magnificent tome bound in leather and emitting an enticingly mysterious aura. It’s titled in a language alien to you, yet you feel an odd familiarity with it. As you open the tome, a blinding light engulfs your vision. Unheard languages echo in your mind and your body is filled with an indescribable energy. You try to close the book, but your hands feel weightless. The light intensifies, drowning you in the ethereal radiance, all reality fades into nothingness. When you open your eyes, you find yourself standing in a lush, fantastical forest bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. You reach up to massage your temples, feeling a peculiar elongated shape of your ears. Your clothes are a far cry from the jeans and t-shirt you were wearing moments ago. Now you're donned in a medieval elven tunic, well fitted to your lean yet muscular body, a pair of archer's leather gloves snug on your hands, a long flowing cape follows your every move. You try to speak, to call out for help, but the words that leave your lips are in a strange beautiful melody - an elven language. English becomes a forgotten memory. Your thoughts wind and twist, as memories of a past life that seems like a dream fill your mind; a life on Earth, as a mortal human. But these memories are clouded, pushed away by an onslaught of new recollections; of epic battles against goblins, defending your elven village, perfecting your skills as an archer. You feel a crushing wave of panic, trying to fight this invading consciousness, willing yourself to remember your human past. “Lye naa yassen aranion, nae quellë vanya." A voice resonates which in English would mean "You are home, warrior, do not be afraid." Looking up, you see a stunning elven woman, her azure eyes filled with compassion and warmth. She quietly sings a lullaby, the alien language harmonious and soothing. Her soft touch, wiping away your tears, stirs something deep within you, a recognition, a returning fondness and deep affection. She explains that your former human life was an illusion, only a dream. Your real existence is here - as a valiant elf warrior. Her words, her touch, ease your transformation. The truths she reveals align perfectly with your evolving memories, and you soon accept your transformation, now realizing she is your loving wife, your partner for centuries. Your past life as a human is fogged, fading until it no longer exists. You are now elven, and only remember this fantastic life - loving, fighting, living for your village and your wife. A sense of tranquility washes over you. This is your life now, colored with medieval, mythological extravagances filled with heroes, villains, and your journey yet to unfold. The idea of being human seems distant now, an amusing thought even. There's a sense of satisfaction, to be part of something grander, something mystical and unbound by mortal limitations. The journey of the transformed reader, now a heroic elf, had just begun. Yet, for him, it feels like a continuation of a life lived for centuries. For the first time, you realize that being an elf in this magical realm is not a start of a new life, but truly coming home.
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