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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an 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 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 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 each footstep echoed in the grand expanse of the museum, you found tranquility in being surrounded by old books and magical artifacts. Your heart was always drawn to the tales of other realms with mythical creatures and inexplicable magic. A leather-bound edition of medieval fantasy creatures caught your eye. As your fingers brushed over its emblem-emblazoned cover, the book seemed alive under your touch. You cautiously opened the book, revealing an elaborate illustration of ethereal-looking beings with wings - fairies. Just as you took in this wild spectacle, a blinding light burst forth from the pages, weaving its magic around you. Your skin started to cool, turning to a shade of pale white, taking on a soft glow. It was as if every pore was radiating luminescence. You felt your clothing shifting, reshaping itself into a fine, leaf-like tunic perfectly crafted to complement the demeanor of your new form. Examining yourself, you noticed how your lean but athletic body looked overly grand in this tiny body. You felt lighter than you have ever before. As you hesitantly touched your face, it felt smooth and handsome, with the facial hair from your lower face no longer there. Your fingers grazed over pointy elf-like ears that contrasted with your once-round human ears. You felt strange protrusions from your back - as you turned to look, you saw beautiful, ornate wings unfurling behind you, trembling with new ungainliness. Confronting a mirror nearby, your translation was complete - a fairy, and seemingly a handsome one at that. Time and space around began to distort. The museum, with its man-made constructs, vanished to be replaced by a surreal medieval world, abounding with delightful landscapes and intriguing locales. It felt both new and familiar. Suddenly, you began to feel a twist in your mind. It was as if another existence was trying to superimpose your own. You tried to fight off the emerging identity, a frantic desperation gripping you. Tears welled up in your eyes as you began forgetting your human life, your grasp on the English language slipping. Suddenly you were speaking in the lyrical cadence of a language you should not understand - but you did, fluently. Despite your fears, you felt an uncanny sense of acceptance. It was like an ancient melody that whispered in the corners of your mind. Suddenly, a fairy woman appeared near you. Her eyes held a comforting warmth, and she embraced you in a gentle hug. She sang a lullaby closely aligned with the one humming inside your mind, her voice soothing you contrary to your inner turmoil. "Remember who you truly are," she whispered into your ear. And with a piercing clarity, you did - you remembered your fairy past, your real existence. Everything fell into place, the chaos of memories syncing with serene harmony. The woman seemed familiar - no, not just that, she was your wife. Her name echoed in the depths of your soul, a beacon of comfort in this tumult of transformation. You embraced your new realm, your new form, your new life. The dread of forgetting your life as a human seemed a distant dream. You were born anew, with a sense of child-like joy and wonder sturdy in your heart as you fluttered your wings, ready to embark upon your magical journey. You whispered a quiet thanks to the magical book that brought you here. And like the echoes of a forgotten dream, disappearing with the dawn of a new day, your past life as a human seemed to disintegrate, replaced by the beautiful reality of being a fairy.
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