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Question: Write the POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a fantasy elf complete with a medieval elven tunic, a leather belt strapped around his waist to keep his tunic in place, a long flowing cape that reaches his new footwear, medieval-styled pants neatly tucked underneath a pair of archer's long leather boots (also built for distant travels), a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped either around him or to his leather belt (his entire outfit is like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in, and like all elves, his outfit is in both an earthly and forest color), long and pointy elven ears, thin and lean yet athletic and graceful body (with elegant posture and movement), 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 sharpened senses, 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 on Earth warping and becoming the fantasy medieval world filled with mythical creatures such as elves, goblins (the elves' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more, the reader is now in a fantasy-esque wooded meadow and/or forest with a nearby elven village, where the elven reader lives), 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, having no memory of science, modern life, theory of evolution, etc, and only remember being an elf, realizing that he has always lived in a fantastical world created by gods, knowing every elven powers and weaponry (including archery), having lived in an immortal elven life in his home village with his elf wife, and among others). 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 (where the reader's mind becomes cloudy/fuzzy/dizzy), the reader is truly terrified/horrified about completely losing/forgetting his own memories, personality, and language as a human (with English instantly changing to an elven language during mid-sentence (since elves do not speak English and speaks purely in an elven language), much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English multiple times, but to no avail and all he said are elven 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 and invading elven memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain (the elven personality and memories are too powerful), 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 had now completely forgotten), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman, and himself being a heroic elf. The gods, who transported the reader into a medieval fantasy realm, are transforming the reader in both body and mind, thanks to the gods' blessing, and the gods had blessed the reader by permanently removing all of the reader's humanity (including his former human personality and memories) and blessed him by turning him into an immortal elf (due to the reader's newly elven body and mind, and they also intentionally blessed the reader by completely removing all of the reader's human memories and personality). To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, a beautiful, youthful, ethereal-looking adult female elf from a nearby elven village (who, along with the gods who created this fantasy world, is the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into an elf himself, since the female elf really wanted a husband of her own) comes up to the reader (she's happy to see the human reader turning into her brave husband and warrior elf) and comforts him with a gentle hug, gently wiping away the reader's tears, 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 not real and is just a dream (she also confirms the reader that he was returning/traveling back home to the elven village from one of his many quests/battles and that's why he's daydreaming about his false/imagined human life), and she tells him to remember his true elven body and life (saying those, all in elven language rather than in English), 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), she is telling this new truth to the transforming reader (which the reader truly/completely believes), 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 before or during the transformation), and he is happy that his life as a brave, smart, adventurous, and faithful elf warrior (he enjoys being with his elf wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa) and has married centuries ago (he is truly happy about being with his elven wife and is affectionate towards her, he even promises to always be there for her), as well as having his loyal companions/comrades who follow him (he is also loyal to his companions and they always help him in quests and battles, having succeeded in all battles and quests against villains), and he himself being guided and supported by the gods (who have intentionally chosen and transformed the human reader into a heroic elf warrior so this fantasy world would have a hero) who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely and permanently unaware that his former mortal human life and his transformation into an elf had ever happened (he is amused, possibly laughing, at the idea of ever being a human), and his journey as an elven warrior, unbeknownst to him, had just begun, even though he believes that he had always been a heroic elf and had already started journeys countless of times before. 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, as well as the lyrics to the lullaby that the elf woman is quietly singing to the transforming reader, so we would know what lullaby the reader is hearing/listening to. 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).
Taking a deep, heavy breath, you cross the aged threshold of the museum, curious about the ancient artifacts teased on the impressive stone sign outside. Roaming amongst the high, polished, classically decorated showcases, a particular book titled "The Realm of Fantasy Creatures," catches your eye. As your fingers graze against the engraved leather cover, a sudden, blinding flash envelops you, causing you to recoil in uncontrollable astonishment. But, the shock soon gives way to a numbing sensation, spreading steadily from your toes to the tips of your hair. A tingling feeling emerges in your ears as they begin to elongate and expand, gracefully tapering to a point. You can faintly hear the whispers of the wind and distant murmurs of nature more clearly than ever. The confines of your body morph into a lean, athletic shape beneath your fingertips, a form elegantly robust and bathed in the paleness of moonlight. Your once dark hair turns to a shade of golden dusk, cascading down to your shoulders. Your eyes, reflecting in an unearthly azure hue, enhance your ethereal mien. Your attire transforms to fit the archetypal elven attire that seems plucked straight from many a fantasy tale - a medieval elven tunic in earthy colors with a leather belt, pants tucked into archer's boots, and matching gloves. The faint weight over your shoulders forms into a flowing cape that reaches your boots and a quiver full of arrows finds its place on your back. Strangely, a longbow presents itself in your hands as if it's always been a part of you. Yet what terrify you most are the mental changes commencing. Like a swirling storm consumed by a merciless hurricane, your once-defined identity seems to fade, struggling against the force that threatens your very essence of existence. "No... I can't forget..." You start, intending to speak English, but are horrified to find your words morphing into a language more ancient and refined. Arms braced against the mental onslaught, you attempt to scream, to reach for memories fast slipping like sand through your fingers, but "...mi'na ndanja... si'na mi'na naila..." are the only words that echo in your ears. Suddenly, a comforting embrace envelops you in warmth. Looking up, you find a youthful and ethereal elf woman, her face radiating with relief. "Calma, mi nalme..." she whispers, gently wiping away tears trailing down your face, her words carrying a lulling cadence that soothes your raging mind. "Mirë, mi hyanduli...mi'na ndanja...ndanja melamin (Quiet, my love… you’re dreaming…. dreaming, my love)." Through your rapidly blurring sight and gradually dimming consciousness, you find trust and love reflected in her eyes, a love that seems achingly familiar. In the last moments before the remnants of your human existence are peeled away, you find solace and reluctant acceptance with her. As the dawn of realisation washes over you, the elven woman smiles at you - your wife, you now recognise her - and assures you that your human life was but a dream, and your mind finally settles into echoing silence, serene and peaceful. The final thread of your human life snaps, and you are reborn anew. The forests, the trees, the rivers – they all welcome you in their song, singing praises of their returning hero. You feel a sense of purpose, of belonging – and deep within your heart, you find an overwhelming joy. As you traverse your new life, as an elven warrior guide to the mortal realms, you would laugh heartily at the notion of ever having been human. For you, this is home. This is where you have always belonged.
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