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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male mortal 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 long boots, a pair of archer's leather gloves, medieval archery equipment (quiver, bow, and arrows) strapped either around him or to his leather belt, long and 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, 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, 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, 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/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 had now completely forgotten), having remembered his archery training, war with goblins, marriage to an elven woman, and himself being a heroic elf. To aid in the now-elven reader's transforming mind, an 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) 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, and she tells him to remember his true elven body and life (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, as well as having his loyal companions who follow him, and he himself being guided and supported by the gods who created this fantasy world) is his true and only life. Plus, the elf reader is completely unaware that his former life and his transformation into an elf had ever happened, 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. 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).
You were an average human once, visiting a museum where relics of history lay quietly, their mysteries tucked away between pages of ancient books. You laid your hand on one of such tomes — a worn-out big book about medieval fantasy creatures. But as you opened it, an unexpected phenomenon occurs. A blinding light overcomes your vision, whirling and spinning, enveloping you. You can't move. You can't even scream. You feel your body changing, transforming. Your physique molds into a lean, athletic build, your arms lengthening into those of a skilled archer. You feel the sensation of a long tunic wrapping around you, a thick leather belt cinching at your waist. A cape flows down your back, and trousers with boots appear on your legs. Your hands fit comfortably into the snug archer's gloves, bow and arrow appearing on your back. Your face feels odd, a tingling sensation running down your cheeks. Touch your cheek and you realize your human beard is gone. Reaching upwards, you touch your ears and they're... longer, pointier. Strangely enough, you also feel your skin smooth into a pale, aetherial tone while your hair lightens into a silken blond, running like a golden waterfall down your back. Your eyes, too, are different now. They shed their former color for a startling shade of blue, sparkling with an ethereal beauty, a beauty that you realize is reflecting back at you in a nearby stream. You're handsome, strikingly so. A fantasy elf, one would think. And then, you are hit with an influx of thoughts and memories that aren't yours. Fear sparks inside you as you feel your identity slip away. "No! I'm not that… I can't forget…" you try to say, but your tongue trips over new syllables. The language you speak is not English anymore. It's an elven language, lilting and melodic, yet completely alien. In the midst of your mental struggle, an ethereal creature approaches. The woman is an elf, a hand extended out. Though unspoken, her eyes convey empathy, a strange familiarity that puts your racing heart at ease. A flash of memory courses through your mind — she is your wife. Her melodious voice filled the air with enchanting words. ["Nienna, túlinnalyë come hither, renel. Nanye tye mitendë."](She says, "Do not worry, you are returning, my love. I am here with you.") Soothing is the sensation of her voice, as if she were lulling you gently, erasing your human memories and replacing them with elven experiences. Despite the agony of your humanity slipping away, her presence eases your pain, coaxing out memories you are sure aren't yours. Yet they feel genuine — archery lessons, years of fighting beasts and protecting your elven village, your marriage to the masterpiece of an elf before you. The more you listen, the more you accept that this life as a valiant elf, brave and adventurous, is your truth. The fear inside you fades away. Replacing it, a sense of calm and genuine happiness. You don't feel human anymore. You feel like an elf, bound by the forest and the ancient magic coursing through your veins. The world you once knew as a human turns into an enchanting medieval elven fantasy — vast, unexplored, and teeming with mythical creatures. Your days as a human are gone, replaced by your immortal elf life. The world around you is full of endless adventures and possibilities. You are an elf, not just any elf, but a courageous hero of your village. And so, your journey as elf has begun — a journey you've always been destined for. You've merged into your elven life completely, having no memory of your human life or the blinding light in the museum. Only the magical realm before your eyes. You don't remember being mortal. You are an immortal fantasy elf, living in a tale that never ends.
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