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Transformation: From Human Reader to Enchanted Fairy in a Medieval Fantasy World

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Question: Write the POV transformation story of an average male human reader turning into the 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 and having lived in the fairy village located in a giant weeping willow tree of this medieval fantasy world). 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 like all fairies, even when calling for help (his contagious laughs are interrupting his screams for help, something like this quote "Hehehe... someone... hehehehehe... help... hehehehehehehe... me! Hehehehehehehehe!" albeit with his English language changing to a fairy's language), 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).

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“Hello,” you say, glancing at the museum attendant as you walk in. You always felt comfortable here in this rustling sanctuary of the past. The strong smell of worn-out pages from the library conservation area envelops you as you make your way through the ancient artifacts. You've had a knack for medieval artifacts, particularly books on mythology; they always fascinated you. There it is, a stand-alone, dust-covered antique book leaning slightly on a podium. Little did you know that it would forever change your world. Your heart beats harder with excitement as you open the book; a blinding flash of light engulfs you. With your eyes still tightly shut to protect them from the sudden glare, you feel a peculiar sensation. This feeling is somehow reminiscent of plunging into a pool, the cool water slipping against your skin and obscuring the world around you; only, there's no water now, just a light that somehow seems tangible. The bright light fades as you slowly open your eyes. The museum has disappeared. Around you, there's a different world, utterly alien yet inexplicably familiar. Somewhere in the distance, a dragon takes flight with a deafening roar. A landscape dotted with blooming plants with odd markings and sizes now tower over you like colossal trees, signifying your newly diminished size. Your human clothes feel itchy now, and you look down to find your clothing replaced with a bright green tunic. You feel weight on your back, you cringe, instinctively moving your hand towards it and you find appendages there, with texture like a dragonfly’s wings. As you touch your ears, you immediately notice the change. They are elongated, tapering to a point much like an elf's. You run your hand on your face; it feels smooth, and there's a peculiar lack of facial hair than you recall having. A puddle nearby gives reflection of a youthful, ethereal face staring back at you, causing it to smile. You catch your uncontrolled smile and baffled laugh and immediately feel a sense of panic. There's a change happening still, your English turns into another language. You try to shout in fear, calling for help, clinging to your human mind, "Hehehe... someone... hehehehehe... help... hehehehe!" Your call for help turns from English to an unfamiliar language. It’s the sweet sing-song dialect of the fairies. The panic gives way to an uncontrollable child-like giddiness. Even in your fear, a part of you relishes these sudden changes. A comfort comes over you like a warm blanket, and you see her, a fairy with silver-blue wings. Her eyes meet yours and with a tender voice, she reassures you, "Laeth cenyamin, tye-melaan naa lien," which means 'Don’t worry my love, you are home.' Suddenly everything makes sense. Your new memories, her familiar touch, her sweet smile. Your human life was nothing more than a dream. You are not merely a poor human trapped in a fairy's body. No, you are a fairy; this ethereal being is your reality. All your human memories are like wisps of smoke fading, leaving behind the smell of a sweet childhood. You look at her, this fairy who was now your wife, your heart fills with joy and love. You laugh, and she laughs with you. Your mortal woes are gone, replaced by the love and innocence of the dreamy world you now belong to. You take your wife's hand, her laughter tumbling around like ecstatic bells in the tranquil forest. Together you ascend, your wings lifting you up into the skies towards the village in the giant weeping willow tree, where your fairy tale story will continue to unfold forever.

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March 23, 2024, 3:39 p.m.

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Published: Saturday, March 23, 2024

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