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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, pointy elf-like ears, long fairy wings on his back, 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), 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), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound wings), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which resembles an elf's 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 losing his own memories and personality as a human (as well as forgetting his previous language, with English instantly changing to an fairy's language during mid-sentence), 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 fairy's memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for an fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). To aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind, a female fairy from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into a fairy himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing an fairy's lullaby to the reader, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy), 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 and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness and wonder (like all fairies) 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. 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).
As you peruse the ancient findings of the museum, your attention is drawn to a peculiar ancient book, titled "Fantasy Creatures of the Medieval Era". Curiosity piqued, you open the book, a blinding light engulfs you, forcing you to shield your eyes. When you open them, an entirely new world awaits you. The changes start subtly. Your clothes shift, reshaping into a silk-like tunic, as bright and ethereal as the morning sun. Your body shudders, abruptly thinning and lengthening. Yet despite the sudden lightness, you feel an unfamiliar strength in your lean, muscular frame. Your reflection in the stream is not your own. It is the face of a stranger, handsome and ethereal, with vibrant, slanted eyes and sharp cheekbones. You reach up in shock to feel slight ears, elongated and elf-like. As you run your hand along your smooth chin, you realize the usual stubble is irrevocably absent. A breeze whistles past and reflexively, your back erupts into a skeleton of iridescent wings that can hold the weight of your new form. Effortlessly, you find yourself flitting above the flowers, touching the tops of trees, the way a bird flaps its wings not an alien sensation to you anymore. However, not all changes are physical. You find yourself forgetting certain words mid-sentence, a foreign yet oddly beautiful language spilling from your lips. Your attempts to recall the English language are futile, As if the language itself drifted out of your mind like a fading echo. Suddenly, you're bombarded with memories that aren't your own, of flying with other fairies during sunsets, of mythical creatures you once considered fictional. Out of nowhere, you remember goblins as arch-nemesis and dragons as mighty creatures to respect. Anxiety washes you over in waves as your past human life fades out of your consciousness. Your heart wells up with dread and you call out for your past family, friends and scream for help. Yet fairy song is the only response, a melody that drowns your distressed cries. Desperation gnaws at you, but these memories aren't your battle to fight. Despite your resistance, your old life drifts out of your grasp like sand. Just when you're teetering over the edge of panic, a woman with wings similar to yours appears, her presence a soothing balm. You initially flinch away from her touch, only to lean into her embrace, finding a strange comfort in her warmth. "Shhh," she hushes as she presses her cheek to your head. "Remember. Remember who you truly are." And it's like a dam breaking. Memories flood your vision- of laughing and dancing, of singing with the woman in your arms under the starlit sky, of calling her your wife. You remember being in love with her, of building a life together. Suddenly, your previous human existence feels like nothing more than a faraway dream. Looking down at your transformed body, the reality strikes - you are a fairy and this is your world. There is a joy inside you, a childish glee at the wonders of the world you've forgotten. From the humming of the bees to the whispering trees, from the giggling brooks to the mighty dragons' rooks, you've come home. To the life that you have always truly known, to the one you will forever continue to live, as a fairy, in a world of fantasy and wonder.
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