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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. 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. 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. 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).
Amidst the hushed stillness of the aging museum, you stumble upon an age-old tome titled 'The Chronicles of Ilydria'. The book is thicker and weightier than anything you've ever held before and the pages feel crisper, more ancient. Suddenly, curiosity piques as you open the first page, sending forth brilliant luminescence, engulfing you completely in a blinding white light. Aro banîth coun heledir Ilydria. (Welcome to your new life in Ilydria.) Feeling an unusual sensation, you look down at your body. It's slimmer, leaner, and yet it radiates strength unseen in your prior form. Your fingers trace upwards to your ears, now of extended length and pointed. You realize bewilderingly that your shape transformed into a fantasy elf's. Your clothes are different too, a medieval elven tunic, pants and boots. There's a quiver with arrows and a bow, slung around your waist, indicating your primed and ready for medieval warfare. Unexpectedly, a flux within your mind confuses you. Any semblance of English morphs into a cascade of alien but intriguing characters. You throw your head back searchingly, trying to utter the human language you've always known. But all your tongue could manage are elvish words. "Edono- timême! Ci nathlam hí." (Help- I'm lost! I'm becoming different.) you call out in terror. Your struggle against the impending mental transformation feels relentless yet futile. Echoes of your old human memories began to wither as those of an elven life forcefully rooted within you. You can sense smoky warfields garnished with goblin bodies, moments of disciplined archery trainings and a beautiful elven woman posing as your partner piling up, crashing against the dam of your sanity. Nearby, a soft voice arises, speaking in the same language you instinctively come to understand, "Seer, mal nessa, ataresse, hîr nín. Natha tuluva a' lle." (Fear not, my heart, my husband, my lord. Everything will come to you.) An elf woman, ethereal and beautiful in every way, is at your side. Her fingers lift your chin, her eyes meet yours, brimming with understanding and love, as if she'd known you forever. As her words sink in, you find the remnants of your human life slipping away. Things once familiar start to blur and dissolve, replaced by centuries-long conquests, festivals and memories of an immortal elven life. A chilling thought now arises, the comfort once found in your human existence was merely an illusion, a temporary dream. Your mind echos with the woman's reassuring words. The conviction in her voice fuels your acceptance, letting you embrace a life of an elven warrior, who is cherished, who is brave, who is loved. You realize you had never smiled so wide before, realizing your place in this beautiful world, beside this beautiful creature who calls herself your wife. As you wholly absorb these revelations, the gods of Ilydria, the creators of this enchanted world, and your wife bestow their power and blessings upon you, letting you forget the mundanity of your past existence. You begin to relish and explore your new life, your home, your abilities, and the immortal love for your elven soulmate. While your initial terror fades, embracing the full transformation, a soft chuckle escapes you, entertained by the ludicrous thought of ever being a human. Now, as an elf, you knew that your journey in Ilydria has just begun. Yet with the firsthand taste of these memories, it felt like you'd always been here, a heroic elf, ready for yet another adventure.
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