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Lost in a Realm of Fantasy: A Mortal's Transformation into an Elven Warrior


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Question: Write a 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 (his entire clothes are like all other elven warriors in the fantasy world he lives in), 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 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 (the light that engulfs the reader are caused by the gods of the fantasy world, as well as the elven woman who is the wife of the elven reader). 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. 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, 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 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. 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).

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Your day began as any other in your quiet usual life. You visited the local museum where a fascinating exhibit of medieval fantasy artifacts had just opened. In your hands, a book from this exhibit caught your attention above all else. On the cover, it was titled "mythical creatures of fantasy." Curiosity piqued, you opened the book and your vision was engulfed by a blinding light. A dizzying lurch in your stomach and a strange displacement takes hold of you. When your senses returned, you found yourself standing in the middle of a beautiful meadow, surrounded by dense, unending woods that you had never seen before. Fear and confusion rose within your mind as your body began to change. You felt a strange extension in your senses; somehow, you could hear the distant calls of animals, the rustling of leaves. Your hands trembled, long, lean and more powerful. Pristine elven boots, armor, and cape adorned your body. Drawn instinctively, your hand reveals a beautiful bow and quiver, strapped tightly around your waist. Your heart pounded as you touched the tip of your ears, now long and pointed. When you attempted to shout in surprise, even your voice had changed, like a soft breeze flowing through the trees. A language foreign yet familiar to you fell from your lips. Your English words transformed into an elvish dialect. Despite your best efforts, only fluent Elven words resounded in the mystical ambiance. "Ma naa en' coia sina (What is happening to me)" you murmured in disbelief. Memories began to flicker through your mind. Images of a past: battles against goblins, honing archery skills, a grand elven city, all sprouting forth. Even your name, once so common and straightforward, was replaced by an elven title: "Thalion, The Resilient." On the threshold of panicked tears, you felt as if your old past was being eradicated, replaced by the life of an elf. You tried to fight, to remember, but your human existence blurred into nothingness. During this turmoil, a gentle hand touched your shoulder. Turning to your side, you found yourself staring into the eyes of a radiant elven woman. She picked your quivering hands in hers and pulled you into an embracing hug. "Lye're naa en' coia, Thalion," she soothed in a whispering lullaby. Her voice echoed with love and affection, loosening the restrained knots in your heart. (You're home, Thalion.) This woman, your wife, whispered of your shared history, your victories, the strength, and resolve you demonstrated against evil as a warrior. Enclosed in her comforting words, the still foreign memories solidified. Your human existence fades like a foggy dream, leaving behind the reality of your elvish life. A wave of understanding washed over you. This was your true life, the one you were meant to live. Acceptance blooming in your heart, you looked into her cerulean eyes. A sense of love and warmth enveloped you. The reality of your new life as an Elf, returned to his homeland and loving wife, replaced not only your physically conscious form but your memories, your personality, your language, and your reality. You stood tall, an elven warrior amidst a mystical meadow, ready to embrace your destiny. As the remarkable elven woman guided you towards the forest, and with each step, a strange peace settled within. For you Thalion, a new chapter began. Forgotten was your human life, erased from your world entirely. All you knew was your life as Thalion, the Elven warrior. Little did you knew, your journey had just begun.

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March 10, 2024, 11 p.m.

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Published: Sunday, March 10, 2024

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