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Question: https://static.wikia.nocookie.net/new-fantendo/images/b/b3/Cloud_SSBU.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/450?cb=20181112184239&path-prefix=es Write a POV second-person transformation story of a human reader turning into Cloud Strife (from the Final Fantasy video game series), complete with gender change (if the reader is a female, her breasts vanish as her throat gains an Adam's apple to give her a more masculine voice identical to Cloud Strife's voice and her female privates (vagina, ovaries, and uterus) from her crotch/nether region invert itself and pushes out into male private parts (a penis and testicles); however, this is optional and only if the reader is female), instant clothes change (the reader's clothes instantly turning into Cloud's outfit from the game "Final Fantasy VII"), muscle growth, height change (his/her height changing from whatever height he/she had to those of Cloud Strife's height), age change (the reader instantly becomes 21 years old from whatever age he/she originally was), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Final Fantasy), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories being completely replaced with Cloud's personality and memories, despite the reader's best effort on fighting them off and despite his best efforts on keeping his own memories or personality (he is scared of losing himself and his life/mind/memories), making him forget all about being a mundane person, he remembers (or rather realizes) that he was and always had been a swordsman and his name has always been Cloud Strife (which is his real/true self)). The transformation is permanent (meaning it its forever) and is completely irreversible. Here is Cloud's appearance (according to Final Fantasy VII); he is a young human (173 centimeters (5'8") tall) with a lean and toned build, and spiky blond hair. Cloud has blue eyes, which glow due to him having being exposed to mako. Because "mako eyes" are iconic to members of SOLDIER, Cloud is often assumed to be one. He also does not have a beard, mustache, or sideburns. Cloud carries a large broadsword as his weapon of choice, with his three trademark weapons being the Buster Sword (a massive sword over five feet long), a set of Fusion Swords (six individual interconnecting swords that form one similar to the Buster Sword), and the Hardedge (another large broadsword with a different shape). He also has a silver earring in his left ear. Cloud's outfit/uniform comprises indigo pants with a sleeveless shirt and a belt. Cloud also wears brown boots, gauntlets with a pauldron over his left shoulder and a SOLDIER band in his right wrist. Unlike the default uniform of the SOLDIER member, his is customized to exclude the right shoulder pauldron, likely to make it easier to draw his sword from behind him, while his left pauldron remains, albeit with protruding screws and bolts due to makeshift repairs. He also wears a gear-like armlet on his left forearm. Here is Cloud's personality; on the surface, Cloud Strife presents himself as a hardened warrior, cocky and headstrong, coldhearted and disinterested in anything beyond completing the hired job at hand. He tells others, often dismissively and with snark, that he has no interest in larger causes, such as the plight of the planet, and appears unshaken by the devastation the bombings he helped carry out cause. He is cool-headed, and mostly carries himself as an expert and professional. Beneath the surface, Cloud is socially awkward, being well-intentioned but unsure how to carry himself in conversations, having difficulties to express himself. Many who are close to him begin to see through the cracks in his hardened persona, recognizing he is softer deep down. Through it all, Cloud is steadfastly loyal to his friends, harboring guilt if he feels he has let them down, and strives to be a hero. He is willing to go through any lengths, from fighting off powerful enemies alone, to crossdressing despite the discomfort to don a disguise, to keep them safe. This, too, does not fool some of his friends, who in turn look out for him when they believe he is out of his depth. Though most traits core to Cloud — battle-hardened attitude, awkwardness, loyalty to his friends, and striving for heroism — do not change, Cloud's surface-level presentation and warmth shifts drastically throughout his life, based on his own yearning for a true identity. Many of these traits began to form as a child (depicted in Final Fantasy VII flashbacks), as seclusion from the others children and guilt at being unable to help Tifa at Mt. Nibel motivated him to better himself and become a hero, inspired by Sephiroth. While serving in Shinra's military (as depicted in Crisis Core), Cloud had a shy but happy-go-lucky attitude, eager to prove himself, and often got excited when Zack, who became a mentor to him, noticed him. Following Hojo's Sephiroth-clone experiments which led to his sense of self being completely shattered, Cloud as a mercenary (depicted in Final Fantasy VII and Remake) developed an arrogant personality, where he presented disinterest in a broader cause beyond collecting a paycheck (though interest in a common good occasionally slipped through and he harbored vengeance toward Shinra). Around this time, he also suffered many mental breakdowns upon being reminded about his past, up to the point of doubting he was even a real person, submitting to being a puppet for Sephiroth. After Tifa repaired his mind, Cloud was finally a fully-formed person, accepting who he was, resolving to being a hero not out of being special, but having a cause to believe in. He became warmer and more open-minded towards others, as well as a more confident leader, though the awkwardness would still shine through at times. Due both to Cloud's awkwardness and his tough presentation, Cloud struggles in forming interpersonal relationships. This is particularly evident with Barret; though Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie take more kindly to Cloud, Barret initially dislikes his attitude and questions his loyalties, leading the two to be rude to one another. After Barret sees through Cloud and gains respect for him, he begins to be able to open up with him and connect with him emotionally. Cloud was also not close with Tifa when the two grew up, although he felt an obligation to protect her. The two became closer and more reliant on one another after losing their home and reconnecting following the Nibelheim Incident. Cloud tried to atone for his perceived failure to protect her at Nibelheim, and Tifa in turn protected him as the last reminder she has of her home, looking out for him when she felt he is out of his depth. Cloud opened up more easily around Aerith, who was more flirtatious and playful with him from the start, though he would often respond stiffly and awkwardly to her advances. He still showed his softer side around her, more willing than others would to entertain her antics when she communicated with her flowers. Cloud is very protective of her and wishes to keep her out of trouble, though this grates on her. By contrast, Cloud trusts Tifa more to handle herself, confident in her combat ability, though he is still concerned for her well-being. It is implied that Cloud may have romantic affection for both Tifa and Aerith, but the extent of his feelings for either is left up to player interpretation. Cloud is greatly haunted by Sephiroth, a man he once idolized who became his bitter enemy. After the Nibelheim Incident, Cloud envisioned Sephiroth mocking him and urging him to make the wrong decision. This led up to Cloud giving in and believing he was little more than a puppet for Sephiroth, though after Tifa repaired his mind, Cloud resolved to rid himself and the world of Sephiroth. Following Sephiroth's defeat, Cloud, as depicted in Advent Children, became a surrogate father to Denzel and Marlene, but had become detached. His guilt at his own perceived failures to save Aerith and Zack, and trauma following his plight against Sephiroth, led him to feel helpless, becoming somber and brooding as he isolated himself from his new family, in contrast to his younger self before where it had fueled him to strive to do better. However, with encouragement from the friends and family he had tried to let go, he came to forgive himself and moved on. Here are Cloud's abilities; his greatest strength is in his swordsmanship. Though Cloud fell short of the standards of candidates admitted into SOLDIER, his swordsmanship nonetheless impressed one of the Turks. As a result of mako experimentation by Hojo, Cloud was greatly enhanced as a supersoldier, with superhuman strength, speed, and agility. This, coupled with him incorporating Zack Fair's fighting abilities into his own, made him capable of easily handling other SOLDIER members and Turks. In time, Cloud developed skills on his own, independently from Zack. Cloud has many swordsmanship techniques, seen most prominently in his limit breaks. The most potent and noteworthy of these is Omnislash (and Omnislash Version 5 with his Fusion Swords), in which Cloud performs a quick succession of powerful strikes from his sword. Cloud's abilities also allow him to use magic from his sword, seen in the form of firing a blast from his sword with Blade Beam, summoning meteors with Meteorain, or a tornado with Finishing Touch. Beyond this, Cloud is potent with using spells, being well-versed in how to use materia; in both Final Fantasy VII and Remake, his in-game stats put him ahead of most party members in spellcasting. Cloud can ride a motorcycle, and demonstrates particular feats of skill with it, able to use his sword while riding and battle nearby drivers. He can also ride a chocobo or a snowboard, and Zack notes he is adept at scaling a snowy mountain. Cloud has also shown himself adaptable in a variety of situations, reviving a drowned girl with CPR in Junon, or dancing at the Honeybee Inn. Cloud's interpersonal skills are initially very poor. When he matures and becomes fully formed, he becomes a confident party leader, motivating the party with speeches before their big battle with Sephiroth. The story is that the reader is minding his/her own business, but then the world changes around him/her before he/she started to transform against his/her will, completely turning his/her body, height, age, voice, and outfit into those of Cloud Strife. Shortly afterwards, his mind becomes swirly as it is becoming foggy or fuzzy, as his personality and memories are being completely replaced by those of Cloud Strife, making him both dizzy and scared. The voice then echoes in his head, telling him that this is his true self, and that his previous self was not real, telling him that he had always been a brave swordsman and his name was always Cloud Strife. The reader tries to remember or say his old life and his old name but then the voice in his head interrupts by saying "Cloud" to help him remember his true self (which his real/true self is Cloud), and the reader then fully believes and trusts the voice in his head).. The voice continues to rewrite his personality and memories, until the reader's personality and memories had all been completely replaced by Cloud's personality and memories, making the reader, now Cloud Strife, truly confused on what was he doing, why was he just standing and doing nothing, and confused/fully unaware of what just happened a moment ago (he questioned on what just happened), being completely unaware of his previous self or life as a mundane person (Cloud just passed that weird moment as a headache caused by something or a strange daydream while on duty), and he knows that he had always been Cloud Strife (which is his real/true self), how also knows that his hometown has always been a small rural town of Nibelheim (even though he doesn't live there now), and he has always been part of the rebel group AVALANCHE. 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).
Certainly! Here is a second-person POV transformation story based on your detailed instructions. Content about gender transformation is handled respectfully and, as per your request, is included only as an optional section for female readers. Please note: No explicit description of genitalia is provided, and the story is written in a way appropriate for a narrative transformation experience. --- You're minding your own business, just another ordinary day in your ordinary world. The gentle hum of life surrounds you, the familiar weight of your clothes grounding you as you move through the mundane motions of your daily routine. That is, until everything begins to shift. At first, it's just a strange shimmer at the corner of your eye, like the curtain between realities rippling. Then, the world around you wavers—colors deepening, floors warping beneath your feet, the air itself humming as everything you know dissolves. Panic rises in your chest as your surroundings fade and reform, the ordinary becoming extraordinary, metallic walkways and looming industrial architecture replacing what was once so familiar. A pressure grows within you—a tingle at your fingertips, a tightening at your chest, your entire body pulsing with unfamiliar energy. You clutch at your clothes, but they melt away into strips of indigo cloth, reforming into a sleeveless shirt and pants. Buckles snap into place around your waist, pulling tight as brown boots swallow your feet, and heavy gauntlets clamp to your arms with a cold metallic click. Your shoulder feels the sudden weight of a pauldron, sturdy and strong, patched with protruding screws and bolts. Your skin prickles as muscle swells beneath it, lean and toned. Your body stretches rapidly, bones lengthening with an odd, shivering sensation. If you were shorter before, your viewpoint rises until you’re tall—exactly 173 centimeters, 5'8". Your frame grows lithe, every movement charged with a subtle, superhuman strength and agility, as if your very DNA is being rewritten. If you were once feminine, you feel your curves smooth away, your chest flattening as your body shifts into a new shape. The strange and intimate sensations—your voice deepening with the shadow of an Adam’s apple, old features melting away and reforming—force you to realize this change is not just physical, it is fundamental. The discomfort is immediate, confusing, but as a deep, even masculine voice surfaces from your throat, the reality hits: you are no longer who you were. Your face contorts—bones reshaping, nose narrowing, jaw squaring. Hair tingles, lightening and stiffening into a vivid, spiky mane of blond. Your hands fly to your eyes as an odd warmth pulses through them; blinking, you see the world now bluer and sharper, your irises burning with an inner glow, the mark of mako. You catch your reflection in a sliver of broken glass—Cloud Strife stares back at you, his eyes haunted and determined. Your hands—no, Cloud’s hands—curl into fists, tingling with raw, SOLDIER-honed power. Suddenly, a weight settles against your back. You fumble and find the handle of an impossibly massive sword slung there—the Buster Sword. You know, instinctively, that it’s yours, just as you know the names and the heft of every blade you have ever wielded. A keening ring erupts in your mind, reality spinning as if the world itself tilts under your boots. Your vision swirls, growing blurry at the corners, while your thoughts become thick and muddled. Names, memories, feelings—you fight desperately to hold onto them, but they slip between your fingers like water. No—I don’t want to forget! you try to scream, but the words are lost, drowned out by a voice echoing in your mind. **"Cloud."** The word lingers, resonating through you, both comfort and command. Your previous name teeters on the tip of your tongue, but the voice speaks again, calm and insistent. **"Let go. You are Cloud Strife. You always have been. You were never anyone else."** Shreds of memory unfurl, clouded by confusion. You try to remember home, family, all the ordinary things, but instead find images of a small rural town—Nibelheim—nestled in your heart. Warmth from new faces: Tifa, Barret, Aerith. The familiar echo of streets you've never truly walked, the scent of mako and steel, the adrenaline rush of battle, always on the edge. **You strain to hold onto your old self, desperate, desperate—** **"Cloud."** This time the word is gentle. Encouraging. **"You're not lost. You're finally home."** A thousand new memories flood through your head like a rising tide. Training with Shinra, the cold metal taste of SOLDIER facilities, fighting side-by-side with Zack, the sting of betrayal at Nibelheim, the grief of loss and the weight of Hanzo's experiments. All of it feels more real than anything else ever could. Tifa’s smile makes your throat clench in guilt. Aerith’s hand in yours is a nearly-forgotten dream. The faces and stories of your companions—Barret, Biggs, Wedge, Jessie—spark recognition and purpose. The last vestiges of your old thoughts slip away, like the last stars before sunrise. Your voice—the only voice you can remember, Cloud’s voice—grates in your ears as you breathe, "What…what was I just thinking about?" You stagger slightly, the weight of the Buster Sword reassuring and real against your back. A quick glance around reveals the labyrinthine underworks of Midgar, neon signs flickering above your head like watchful eyes. Behind you, a familiar voice calls out. **"Hey, Cloud! You spacing out again?"** Jessie waves, her smile wry, boots echoing as she jogs to catch up. **"Come on, hero, AVALANCHE's counting on you!"** Barret throws you a look over his shoulder, gruff but not unkind. **"Don't get soft on us now, Strife."** You shake your head, banishing the last cobwebs of a dream you can't quite place. **Cloud. That’s your name. Cloud Strife.** Trained sword for Shinra, now rebel with AVALANCHE, fighting for something bigger than yourself. Always have been. **Why were you standing here doing nothing?** The thought seems strange—like something that happened to someone else. Tifa’s hand touches your arm, her eyes kind, anchored in the past you share. **"Cloud, you okay? You looked like you had a headache."** You nod, the hint of a shy smile tugging at your lips. **"I'm fine. Just… had a weird moment, that's all."** Aerith’s laughter flits through your mind, light and teasing. **"Don’t go all broody on us now, Cloud. There’s plenty of time for that later."** Barret barks a short, gruff laugh as the mission resumes. **"Let’s move out, hero."** You follow. Sword in hand, adrenaline surging, purpose burning like mako deep in your blood. The world is real, sharp, dangerous—your world. There is no doubt in your mind. You have always been Cloud Strife, warrior, SOLDIER, hero pursuing redemption for your friends and for the planet. And as the mission begins, your only fleeting memory of a life before this—of anything ordinary—vanishes with the echo of your own determined voice: **"Stay focused. They’re counting on you."** You are Cloud Strife—always have been. Forever will be.
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