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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a cape, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath the long boots, leather gloves, 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 warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world filled with mythical creatures such as elves, goblins (the elves' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), 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 and only remember being an elf). 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, the reader is truly terrified/horrified about losing his own memories and personality as a human (as well as completely forgetting his previous language, with English instantly changing to an elven 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/invading elven 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 elf (complete with a new name fitting for an elf, rather than an old human name he once remembered having), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman, and himself being an elf. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed into an elf himself) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, 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 just a dream (not real) and telling him to remember who he really is (an elf), also speaking in elven language, 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), 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 nor the transformation that had happened) and is happy that his life as an elf (he enjoys being with his elf wife, whom he married centuries ago) 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. 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).
As you stroll down the hall of the ancient museum, your eyes are drawn to a book nested comfortably among other precious artifacts. Skeptical, you reach out to touch it, opinions of "Do not touch" be damned. Your fingers brush against the wrinkled parchment as you delicately open the cover. The cryptic symbols in the book, accompanied by images of mythical creatures, provoke an unparalleled curiosity in your heart. Suddenly, a blinding light emanates from the pages, engulfing everything. Little did you know, this was simply the overture to a complete transformation of your reality. "You can't help but think... why am I wearing a tunic?" Glancing down, you find you're donned in a complete elf outfit: a tunic and cape, medieval-styled pants tucked neatly into long boots, and leather gloves. You touch your ears and recoil in surprise at the pointed tips. You notice an overwhelming sense of ethereal physicality. The girth and bulk of your previously average human body are replaced with a lean yet thoroughly muscular physique, characteristic of the Elven race. An instinctive preening reveals a face seemingly sculpted by the gods, devoid of any facial hair. Strands of blonde hair escape from under your hood to dangle in front of your impossibly blue eyes. Suddenly, a surge of memories far removed from your reality flood your mind, each more vivid than the last. The fear is potent, and you scramble uselessly for your English words, only to realize they've evaded you. "E'Lethyara na, melamin," you jolt, the Elven phrases slipping out instead of English words. The world continues to twist and contort around you, transforming from a modern human world into something reminiscent of a medieval fantasy, teeming with dragon-filled skies and mythical creatures. The onslaught of elven personality and memories threatens to undermine your sanity, and you cry out for the familiar faces of your family and friends. Yet, all that your lips produce are ancient elven songs and sayings. Just as the despair threatens to overwhelm you, a beautiful elf woman appears. "Suilad, melda," she says, reaching out to you with glittering blue eyes, her voice soothing like the gentle rustling of leaves. Even her touch has an uncanny calming influence, and as you look at her, a recognition bubbles up inside you, a love that transcends lifetimes. Your panic begins to ease, and new memories continue pouring in, meticulously replacing every remnant of your human life. There is only peace now, while you take her hand, and you realize – she is your wife. She whispers in your ear, her words resounding like a lullaby. "Your human life was only a dream, melda. You've always been an elf, remember who you really are." As the initial shock recedes, you realize there is no more fight. Surprisingly, the relief washes over you. Now, you can only see the reality bestowed upon you - you’re an elf. You remember archery training, epic battles with goblins, and a world you belonged to before your human life. You were born here, in a land rich with heart seizing awe and beauty, a land that has always been you. And the beautiful elf woman, now remembered as your beloved wife, she was always yours, reminding you of the truth you had forgotten – you are not a human trapped in a dream. You always were, and always will be, a medieval-era elf, forever immortal and eternally youthful, the dream of your human life forever lost. You're filled with inexplicable joy, happy to be home, happy to be an elf. (Translations: E'Lethyara na, melamin - I'm scared, my love. Suilad - Greetings. Melda - My Love.)
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