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Question: Write a POV transformation story of an 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, 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 like all fairies, making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings), 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 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 a 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 a fairy's lullaby to the reader, 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 and his life as a joyous fairy with child-like happiness and wonder (like all fairies) is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. 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 wander around the museum, you come across an old, musty book on a remote shelf. A sense of curiosity sparks in you as you open the book with a frown. As the book cracks open, a blinding light bursts forth, enveloping you in a blanket of radiant energy. The change starts with your body. It shrinks, your muscles popping, tightening into a lean, athletic form. You gasp, the world around you growing titanic, each speck of dust now the size of a bowling ball. Your clothing morphs into a strikingly beautiful, medieval fairy tunic as your skin pales, taking on an ethereal, luminescent glow. Your perfectly shaven face rounds, gaining an effeminate aura, while your ears stretch upwards, becoming long and pointy, like those of an elf. Hair spouts from your scalp, growing long and wild until it cascades down your back. Your back tingles, aching as wings, delicate insect-like wonders, unfurl gracefully. They flutter lightly, the sensation foreign yet strangely natural. A moment later, you feel a glow in your chest, a twinkling sensation of boundless energy and potential. You somehow know you've become immortal, forever youthful and endowed with the spectacular ability to fly. A part of you, a dissolving fragment of your human mind, fears this sudden transformation, but the burgeoning fairy within you embraces it. Language slips away like sand through your fingers. English, once so fluent, turns into a muffled static, being replaced by a beautiful, flowing tongue. You can't fight it, trying to summon English words to your lips, but they dissolve, replaced by elven words. The change is swift, terrifying, but oddly captivating. The quiet humdrum of reality shifts to the vibrant music of a medieval fantasy, filled with mythical creatures. Goblins prance around a campfire in a distant forest while a dragon soars in the sunny sky overhead. Your memories shift like unstable ground, threatening to consume your human life, replaced by a fairy's life. You try to resist, to hold on to your human essence, even going so far as to cry out for your family, for anyone who might recognize you. But no voice answers back. Instead, new recollections flood your mind. Desperate, you shake your head, attempting to dislodge the unfamiliar thoughts, but it's a losing battle. A tear trickles down your cheek, your anguish evident even as your memories and personality continue to dissolve. Suddenly, a female fairy, possessing a stunningly gentle face and carrying a soothing aura, floats to you. She wraps you in an-worldly embrace, singing a fairy's lullaby that is strangely familiar. Her voice, a soothing balm, whispers, "Remember who you are. You were always a fairy. We were meant to be together, and we always have been." You blink at her. Your mind clicks into place. With a start, you realize the woman before you is your wife. A sense of calm washes over you. A smile creeps on your face as you recollect comet-lit dances and sweet fairy wine. The terror fades, replaced by exhilaration. Your human life, the one you once clung to, blurs into a dreamlike fog. In its place, a vibrant fairy existence takes hold. What once terrified you now makes you blissfully happy. It was just a dream. And now, you're awake, forever a fairy, forever with your beloved. Embracing the joys of your rediscovered life, you're no longer the average man who discovered an ancient book; you're the fairy reborn, the joyous spirit of the enchanted woods, forever.
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