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Question: Write a POV transformation story of a male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a tunic, a cape, long boots, leather gloves, pointy elven ears, 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 blonde hair (not a Christmas elf, fantasy elf) complete with age change, supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal), reality change (the reader's real world warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world), 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 story is that the reader was visiting a museum containing very old books and other historical artifacts, where the reader finds a book 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, so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming for help from his family/friends as well as attempting to shake his head as an attempt to get rid of the emerging 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), with him happy to know that his previous life was only a dream and his life as an elf 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).
You're casually strolling through a museum filled with antiquities from a time long past. Your eyes land on a dusty, old book titled "Spirits of the Middle Ages: Aligning With Fantasy Creatures". Despite the dusty cover, the sheen of gold embedded in the inscription draws you in. With a sense of fascination, you reach out for it, tracing your fingers over the ancient leather before making the decision to open it. Suddenly, a blinding light engulfs you. You try to protect yourself, covering your eyes and stumbling backward. As the light dims, you experience a strange tingling sensation spread starting from your ears and soon encompassing your entire body. You touch your ears and realize they have elongated, becoming pointy and elf-like. Your heart beats heavily in your chest as your face changes, your features refining into an ethereal beauty. Your beard disappears, leaving the lower half of your face bare. Blonde hair descends down your back, and your skin pales to a translucent white, as if lit by moonlight. Your clothes warp and shift, transforming into a beautifully designed tunic embroidered with silver threads, a cape that flows around you, stylish long boots embracing your feet, and leather gloves that fit your hands perfectly. One by one, memories invade your mind. Memories of a medieval life in an elven kingdom, the forests your playground, the ancient trees your shelter. You physically strain against the incoming memories and emotions, remembering your human life, the love of your family, and friends. "No! No!" You cry, "I need help! Mom! Dad! Anyone!" Your head shakes vehemently, struggling to erase the elven memories. All in vain. Human memories fade away, leaving you gasping with fear. From the emptiness, new details fill in. Your name is no longer what you remember. You are now Elrond, a elven princeling, bound by immortality and grace. You are no longer human, you are now part of an ancient race with a different aura, different life. Tearfully you try pleading with the unfamiliar presence. "Please, let me go! I don't want to forget them. They're important to me!" The emotion clear as glass in your voice, but the transformation continues, unyielding. Eventually, you recall the human life as nothing more than a dream sequence. A dreamy interlude in a life that spans over centuries. The fear slowly recedes, replaced by acceptance and overwhelming joy of being an immortal creature of beauty and grace. You smile, realizing you would rather choose to be Elrond, the elf. You laugh and spread your arms, feeling the power of eternity, the grace of immortality, and the memories of an ancestral elf seep through your veins. The world around you is a medieval, magical landscape worth exploring. There are high trees whispering secrets of centuries to you, sparking rivers that mirror your unearthly beauty - you are home. Embracing the creature you're destined to become, you step forward into the magical realm that is now your reality, leaving behind the world you once knew only as a human. You have been reborn, no longer tethered to mortality, given a new chance to live in a magical era that celebrates your new existence. You are Elrond, and you are free.
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