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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 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, forever youthful, and having an ability to literally fly effortlessly, 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 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 giggling 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 and show fear instead, but all of this is futile and he continues to giggle, smile, and becoming happier and he is enjoying it, all of it against his will). While that is happening and to aid in the now-fairy reader's transforming mind and his increasingly-childlike personality, a female fairy (who also has child-like personality like all fairies) from a nearby fairy village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader 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, 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 with child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like innocence, child-like curiosity, and child-like 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. After all that transformation, the now-fairy reader and his female fairy wife laughed in affection and then kiss each other affectionately, since they both genuinely love each other, before flying 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).
You saunter into a dusty, antique museum, full of curiosity. Your eyes roam over the oldest artifacts until you spot an ancient book about medieval fantasy creatures. Intrigued, you draw the book from its perch and open it. A blinding light ensues, engulfing you, leaving you disoriented and breathless. It starts unexpectedly. Almost like a gentle tingle, itching at your skin. Suddenly, reality changes, shifting around you as your body starts adjusting itself. Your physique transforms, becoming lean yet dominant, athletic yet ethereal. You notice your ears elongating and color drains from your face, as your skin pales, becoming almost translucent. A sensation tickles your back, and you instinctively reach only to find the newly-formed insect-like wings flapping gently. While looking at your reflection in a nearby pond, you gasp, but not in English. It's a language you shouldn't understand, it's not a human language. In fear and desperation, you cling onto your grip on English, but to your horror, you realize the more you try to remember, the more unfamiliar it becomes. You yell for help, but what comes out instead is “Îia! Anssalên!” - 'Help! Please!'. Your memories suddenly start chaotically changing, interlacing fantasies of forests and mythical creatures with mundane mortal world images. A pang of terror echoes through your mind as you realize you're losing your past, your knowledge, everything that makes you, you. Against the surge of fear, you grimace and attempt to shake it off, but your body reacts differently, a giggle echoes against the looming trees reflecting your emerging child-like personality. A warm sensation envelops as a comforting figure approaches. It's a female fairy. She reassures you, “Yé, amyala. Thalion oire. Oira vet uara,” - 'Yes, my love. Remember the eternal. Eternal is not unnatural.' Her words, although foreign, soothe you, and you find solace in the comfort of her gentle hug, her familiar lullaby. She helps your mind drift away from the trauma of losing your human life, and her presence is like an anchor in your stormy mind. You manage a smile despite the horrific situations you're faced with. It is genuine and your laughter blossoms as your grievous fear meets the new joy and delight. She looks at you, and you realize who she really is; your beloved wife. Years of memories flood up from the depths of your mind, and you realize your previous life was just an illusion, a hazy dream. This is your true reality. You’re a fairy. You return her smile and, in the middle of the chaos, happiness takes over. Tears of joy now rush to your eyes as you wrap the two of you with your wings. You whisper to her, “Amin mela nellanva, wende nîn.” - 'I love you, my wife.' She returns your kiss, a spark of pure love passing between you. There in the engulfing woods, you shed away the fear, erasing any trace of your human life. You're finally home, not just to the village, but to your true self. As shadows of gigantic trees dance around you, you let the joy sink in; an immortal fairy with his forever youthful wife, ready to face the future ahead.
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