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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a 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 (which moves with confidence, grace, and spiritually), 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 (living forever), forever youthful, having an ability to literally fly effortlessly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings, and having magical fairy powers, such as fairy/pixie dust), 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 making uncontrollable child-like giggles 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, show fear, and call for help instead, but all of this is completely futile (unable to cry or show fear) and he continues to giggle, smile, and becoming happier, even when calling for help, and he is enjoying it, all of it against his will). While the now-fairy reader is undergoing his personality change and to aid in the reader's transforming mind and his increasingly-childlike personality, a female fairy (who also has child-like personality like all fairies, and the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into a fairy himself) from a nearby fairy village (which is located inside a giant weeping willow tree in the middle of an ancient forest) 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 is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. Like all fairies, he has child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like mischief, child-like playfulness, child-like innocence, child-like curiosity, and child-like wonder. After all that transformation, the now-fairy reader and his female fairy wife both laugh/giggle in affection and then kiss each other affectionately, since they both genuinely love each other, before the reader and his wife start flying with both their wings 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).
Shuffling through the hushed halls of a museum, your eyes settled on an exquisite display of medieval manuscripts. Drawn to the literature of fantasy, you approached the book - its timeworn pages filled with tales of mythical creatures. Your fingertips brushed against the relic, causing a luminous orb of light to engulf you. Suddenly, a sensation of tightness enveloped you, as if the very fibers of your being were put through a sieve. Painlessly, your body began to morph. Muscles tightened, becoming leaner and eliciting an ethereal grace within your movements. Your clothes reshaped into a fairy tunic and a pair of wispy wings unfurled from your back. A quick look over at a polished shield and you saw your formerly average visage transformed into a handsome, otherworldly beauty. Your skin was an exquisite pale contrast to your long hair streaming down your shoulders. And your ears were- pointy! Like an elf. Reflexively, you touched your face, yet the feeble scruff of facial hair was gone, leaving your face smooth and the itch of a stubble a faint memory. It was when you started shrinking that the enormity of the situation began setting in. The shield, which was at your eye level a minute ago, now hung high above, its once small cracks looking like cavernous crevices as you shrank to the size of an insect; the entire world was gigantic compared to you now. An afflux of energy filled your senses with euphoria. With a gentle flutter of your wings, you found yourself floating, a test of strength had you soaring, darting effortlessly about the room. As you inspected your body once more, you noticed your fingers were lightly glowing. Gingerly, you traced the air, your fairy dust flickering before dispersing. Immortality, magic, the gift of flight, all were now within your grasp. But it was not without its lows. The panic that bubbled at the back of your mind soon erupted as your thoughts began to unravel. Phrases started in English and mid-sentence were substituted with incomprehensible words. You tried to call for help, or to cry, but all that came out were unfamiliar words and child-like giggles. You fought, trying to recall familiar faces or anything about your human life, but to no avail. Your mind helplessly succumbed to the new memories of a past you never lived before, of a life, vivacious and ethereal, that you'd always led as a fairy. A voice interrupted your spiralling thoughts. With a familiarity that resonated with your new memories, a female fairy approached you, radiating warmth and comfort. "Daro sia estelya, yor love" she said, resting a comforting hand on your shoulder. 'Calm down, my love,' she meant. In her soothing presence, the discomfort of your transformation melted away. As she sang a lullaby in your language, it dawned upon you: this was your wife, a beautiful soul with whom you'd traversed life's grandest adventures. "Amin mela lle. Lle naa livelya ten' oiale," she said, 'I've always loved you. You're living your dream.' The realization blossomed within you like a flower in springtime sun. Your human life was a mere dream, a figment of an imagination unlike the genuine fairytale romance you'd always lived. As you embraced her, her laughter echoed in the air. It was contagious, sparking a joy that caused you to join in, you felt the last thread of your human life sever. The exhilaration of a fairy life, with its liberties and bonds, washed over you. Happiness replaced the fear, and despite being scared earlier, now you enjoyed every bit of your new existence. With one last shared kiss, you both took off to your home in the fairy village, two specks of laughter against the backdrop of cinereal stones, ready to face the pandemonium of an eternal, joyous existence.
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