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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic (that reaches past the hips), 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 archer's long leather boots (these boots are also built for distant travels), 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 outfit is like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in, and like all elves, his outfit is in both an earthly and forest color), long and pointy elven ears, thin and lean yet athletic and graceful body (with elegant posture and movement), 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 almost-instant age change, instant supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to sharpened senses, being immortal, and being forever youthful), almost-instant voice change (to fit with his new elven bloodline), almost-instant language shift (changing from English to an elven language, yet the reader now completely understood this new language whilst no longer remembering or speaking English), instant 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, and the gods had blessed the reader by permanently removing all of the reader's humanity (including his former human personality and memories) and blessed him by turning him into an immortal elf (due to the reader's newly elven body and mind, and they also intentionally and magically blessed the reader by completely removing/erasing all of the reader's mortal human memories and personality (the gods' voices are heard by the reader in his head and telling him to completely forget his human self and life (claiming that the reader's human self and life was all just a dream), telling the reader that they're blessing (not a curse, it's a blessing) him by removing/erasing his mortal memories and personality, while also telling him to remember his elven self and life, proving their intent in creating a hero for their fantasy world), thus making him completely and permanently forget about ever being a mortal human), and the removal of human memories/personality is a blessing and not a curse. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, a beautiful, youthful, ethereal-looking 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 and genuine 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 his elven village home 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, courageous, 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 (kissing included), 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, including but not limited to goblins), 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 mortal human life and his transformation into an elf had ever happened (he is amused, possibly laughing, at the idea of ever being a human), he believes that he was daydreaming about the false human life while he's returning/traveling back to his home village (like what his elven wife stated earlier), 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 (including the gods' quotes inside the reader's head) 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).
The mundanity of your weekend visit to the museum drastically changes as you happen upon a seemingly innocuous book. Labeled with writings about medieval fantasy creatures, curiosity hooks you and compels you to open the book. As soon as you do, an intense blinding light engulfs the room, whipping winds tear at your clothes, and the last thing you remember is the panic rising within you. You wake up in a strange, vividly colored world, disoriented and confused. Your clothes feel foreign; you’re wearing an earthy-toned, hip-length tunic secured by a sturdy leather belt. An unfamiliar weight hangs at your side and you discover a quiver of arrows, a sturdy bow, and archery gloves. Your feet are encased in leather boots designed for distant travel alongside loose, tunic-like pants. Twisting to get a look at your back, you discover a long cape flowing behind you. The sight of the garments baffles you; they seem oddly familiar, yet utterly foreign. The shrill chirping of birds is piercingly clear - oddly so. You bring a hand up to your head, and to your surprise, your ears are now long and pointed. Touching your face, you discover it's devoid of the previously present stubble. Panic begins to seep in and your once steady, human heart begins to pound with fear. You try to call out for help, but the words emerging from your mouth are not English, they are in an altogether different, melodic language. The realization terrifies you, your mind fuzzy, dizzy, like fog rolling in. No matter how hard you try, English words escape your memory save for a confused jumble. "Help me," you plead, but only elven words fall from your lips. A pair of arms suddenly wraps around you from behind. You jump away in fear, scanning the unfamiliar face in front of you. The ethereal beauty of the woman is breathtaking, her blonde hair flowing around her shoulders, her blue eyes sparkling under the sun. "Shhh... It's okay. It's me, lunelle," she says, her lips forming unfamiliar words, yet your mind registering each one as if you'd spoken the language all your life. You can't help but feel a strong connection to this stranger, like an invisible thread pulling you towards her. The terror doesn't seem to lessen, but her presence brings a smidgen of comfort, her words soothing your frayed nerves. The world around you distorts, pulling at your consciousness. Suddenly, a gentle whisper fills your mind, echoing like an echoed prayer in a cathedral, "Release your human memories, for they were but an illusion, a dream. Remember your true self, remember your elven heritage." The request seems absurd, yet you can’t resist. Against your own will, your memories twist, shift, and change. Your life as a human fades away into the foggy abyss of forgotten memories. New memories, of a vibrant, fantastical world, with magical creatures replace the old ones. You remember enchanting forests, a sturdy bow in your hand, the thrill of your everlasting war with the nefarious goblins. You remember Lunelle, your wife, your partner. As the old memories fade away, you become aware of your powers, extending far beyond your previous human capabilities. You can hear the rustling of leaves miles away, see far clearer than any human ever could, and a newfound strength flows through your veins. You realize, you are an elf. You sigh, but to your surprise, it is not a sigh of despair, but one of relief, peace. The cloth-and-brick world that you grew up in feels like a distant, twisted nightmare. Meanwhile, the elven existence, intertwined with nature and unending quests, feels like a long-awaited return home. A smile, animated and genuinely happy, tugs at your lips - you are an elf, now, and forever, unmarred by the taint of humanity. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, your former life as a human has been utterly erased. You are now a part of this world, oblivious to your own transformation, and content in your elven life, standing tall with your true love by your side, your wife, Lunelle. As you step forward into the virgin wilderness, you leave behind the human world you once knew, confining it to the mysterious depths of forgotten dreams, where it truly belongs.
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