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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the average male human reader turning into a male fairy (from medieval fantasy) complete with a fairy tunic, long and pointy elf-like ears, long insect-like fairy wings on his back, thin and lean yet athletic body (which moves with confidence, grace, and spiritually), 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 hair, complete with age change, shrinking (until the reader is literally tiny like all fairies, about the size of an insect just like all fairies (who are all also insect-sized), making the entire world around gigantic compared to him now, with the flowers and grass now towering over the reader like trees), supernatural powers gain (including but not limited to being immortal (living forever), forever youthful, having an ability to literally fly effortlessly, thanks to his newfound fairy wings, and having magical fairy powers, such as fairy/pixie dust), language shift (changing from English to a fairy's language (which is a type of 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 fairies, elves, goblins (the fairies' arch nemesis), dragons, and many more), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories replaced with a fairy'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 a fairy). 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 a fairy's language during mid-sentence, much to the reader's horror, and he tries to speak English, but to no avail and all he said are fairy's words), so he tries to fight against the new memories and personality (even screaming and calling 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 fairy's memories/personality), but his mental fight is in vain, making him completely forget his mortal and mundane human life, as well as his English language (which is now completely foreign to him), and he only remembers being a medieval-era fairy (complete with a new name fitting for a fairy, rather than an old human name he once remembered having). During this time and due to the reader's changing personality (in which his personality is becoming more child-like, just like all fairies), to his horror and without his previous consent, he starts to genuinely smile and he is truly making uncontrollable child-like giggles due to his emerging child-like happiness despite being scared (at the same time) of losing his mortal/human memories and personality (he tries to stop smiling as well as attempting to stop giggling and tries to cry, show fear, and call for help instead, but all of this is completely futile (unable to cry or show fear) and he continues to giggle, smile, and becoming happier, even when calling for help (his contagious laughs are interrupting his screams for help), and he is genuinely enjoying all of it, even if it is against his will). While the now-fairy reader is undergoing his personality change and to aid in the reader's transforming mind and his increasingly-childlike personality, a female fairy (who also has child-like personality like all fairies, and the one who caused the book to transport the reader into a medieval world and transformed the reader into a fairy himself) from a nearby fairy village (which is located inside a giant weeping willow tree in the middle of an ancient forest) comes up to the reader and comforts him with a gentle hug, quietly singing a fairy's lullaby to the reader, telling him that his human life was only a dream, and telling him to remember who he really is (a fairy and a husband to the female fairy who's comforting him), making the reader realize that the fairy woman comforting him is his caring, understanding, and loving wife (whom the fairy reader truly loves, cares, and understands, having always known her), and the reader is genuinely happy to know that his previous and mundane human life was only a dream (being completely fictional unlike the reality of medieval fantasy) and his life as a joyous fairy is his only true life, having enjoyed being with his fairy wife, whom he truly loves (and vice versa), he has married centuries ago. Like all fairies, he has child-like happiness, child-like joy, child-like mischief, child-like playfulness, child-like innocence, child-like curiosity, and child-like wonder. After all that transformation, the now-fairy reader and his female fairy wife both laugh/giggle in affection and then kiss each other affectionately, since they both genuinely love each other, before the reader and his wife start flying up to the sky with both their wings back to their home in the fairy village, which is located in a giant weeping willow tree. 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 fairy language (as well as the translations for those who don't know what those fairy's 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).
Ambling through the vast expanse of the cold museum at a leisurely pace, your attention is held hostage by an ancient, timeworn book displayed charmingly amidst other historical artifacts. The title is scrawled with elegant gold lettering, 'The Lore of Medieval Fantasy Creatures.' Intrigued, you reach out to tenderly open the fragile book, only for a blinding, ethereal light to spill from the pages. In a matter of seconds, a tumultuous wave of change hits. It begins with your clothes, transforming into a fairy tunic, light as a feather on your body. Your ears morph into long, pointy structures, not unlike those of an elf, as described in the ancient novels about fairy folklore. An unusual sensation awakens on your back, sprouting long, insect-like wings — lightweight yet strong and robust. Concurrently, your body thins out, bearing an athletic build that moves with confidence, grace, and a touch of the spiritual. Gazing into a nearby reflective surface reveals a handsome, ethereal face, the lower half clean-shaven, but retaining your eyelashes and eyebrows. Your rough, human skin 'refreshes,' becoming pale and smooth as porcelain. Your hair extends out in a flurry, cascading down, soft to the touch. The change isn't merely physical; your stature shrinks dramatically, transforming you into a tiny creature, comparable to an insect's size. The grass and flowers tower over you, no longer plants but trees in their might. The world around you isn't the same anymore. The museum is replaced by a vast medieval landscape; the odour of the city gives way to the scent of nature - pristine rivers, lush greenery, and fresh earth. You can feel the surge of power within you, the enchanting fairy dust at your behest, and the newfound ability to fly with a mere thought. But it's not the only change gnawing at your mind; words tumble from your lips in a foreign language, one that feels strangely familiar, sending waves of terror coursing through you. Engl—"yén teestalan?" Your words morph into fairy language mid-sentence, and you feel your body freezing in dread. Your mind runs a frantic race with the shifting reality, your human memories fading away against your desperate attempts to cling to them. Screams for help in a language once your own disintegrate into the mellifluous fairy speech, your voice echoing sweetly, serenely around the forest. Uncontrolled giggles slip past your lips even as your eyes brim with tears, leaving you confounded and terrified. Salvatore, the fairy lullaby, is gently crooned into your ears as your wife, the elusive creature of fairy tales, wraps her arms around you in a comforting hug. Her soft assurances ring in your ears - "Your human life was a dream, my love, hush now," a lullaby to fade the human memory storm. You find comfort in her words - a tether in the tempest of your shifting reality. In a twisted sense of relief, you accept the fact - you're not a mortal human but a fairy. You love your wife, and she loves you. "Tuulë é daar, úrina estië." (I am home, my love.) A gentle smile inches up your face as the old memories continue to dissolve, welcoming the child-like joy, playfulness, innocence, and wonder tied to your new being. Your lips meet your wife's in an affectionate kiss, erasing the last remnants of your human life. With a giddy giggle, you soar up in the sky with her, leaving behind the forest floor for your fairy village nestled in a weeping willow tree - your home.
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